Semi “mid-life” Crisis

I wanted to thank all those who pre-ordered my book mid-life, published by Finishing Line Press. For those who are wondering where their book is, I wanted to offer assurance that, no, I am not running a poetry racket. Finishing Line Press is simply (way) behind on its publication schedule. They expect mid-life to ship out sometime in September. In the meantime, I am planning […]

El viaje de Borja

Tomorrow is May 20th. A day I’ve been dreading because it is the last day to pre-order my book mid-life. Since pre-sales determine how many books will be published, tomorrow matters. If any of you out there had any intention whatsoever of purchasing my book of poems, I would truly appreciate it if you did […]

The Sun Coast

“The Sun Coast,” a poem from my forthcoming book of poems entitled mid-life, now available for purchase via Finishing Line Press. The pre-sale period ends in just three days, so grab your copy soon, such as right this minute!

Domingo 20 / Sunday 20

This poem is from my book “Entre domingo y domingo” published in 2014. My new book of poems mid-life is currently in its pre-sale period, which ends in just five days. Tick, tick, tick. To order, please click here.


  From my book “Reverse Commute.”  Happy weekend everyone!

Núcleo familiar

  On this, the eleventh night of the countdown to the end of my book’s pre-sale period, I am offering up a poem about the pressure of family. To order mid-life please click here. All proceeds go to the publishing house, but the street cred will be mine. Ha!


If I ever were to bake a cake it would be for you, and I’d color in the icing like spreading sunblock on your face.   I like to get you while you sleep— the best is in a car— so I can butter every toe and beneath your pillow feet.   Underneath your feet […]


You are A long time Coming Now All time is Your time My time is Yours since Before But your Time is Not mine It is yours I get to Watch it Feel how You are not In me But you were There you Grew Into a paw Of blood And time It felt good […]

Special Thanks to Red Savina Review

I wanted to send a special shout out to New Mexico’s Red Savina Review and to its co-founding editor Wendy Gist for sharing the publication of my book, mid-life, with their readers. Wendy is a remarkable writer whose book Moods of the Dream Fog is available for purchase via Finishing Line Press. To purchase “mid-life,” please click […]


   Scene taken from my chapbookbook “Reverse Commute,” published by Silver Birch Press. Behind, the Sedona skyline. 

Coming Soon…

Talented Miami-based artist Adrian Avila is almost done with this painting, which will accompany a group of poems that I am gathering, polishing, nourishing. More news to follow soon.

Gradual Rot

  Rot is a gradual process. It begins while the fruit is ripe and dangling from the tree. Once it falls, the process is in full, and the fruit must be thrown away or eaten quickly.   I have picked mangoes off the ground of warm places because they taste good when they are just […]


“Lunchtime,” from my chapbook “Reverse Commute,” published by Silver Birch Press.

The Public

From my chapbook “Reverse Commute,” published by Silver Birch Press. This poem was originally published in Big River Poetry Review under the title “Espíritu Santo.”

Reverse Commute

I finally got my copy of “Ides” in the mail. Published by L.A.-based Silver Birch Press, it’s a collection of fifteen poetry chapbooks, including my own, “Reverse Commute.” The anthology is available for purchase at Amazon and contains some stunning pieces. In the weeks to come, I will be sharing my work, along with poems by […]

La Pequeña Plaza (The Small Plaza)

  Domingo 5 En ciudades pequeñas se renuncia al tamaño de la plaza. Ni pensar en recortar la esquina al crear la pequeña plaza. Ya se sabe de quién es, a quién pertenece. Camina en cuadrado, cuatro noventa grados. Es algo vacío, algo indefenso, aquel que pretende no ver a su mujer. Esta niña acepta […]

Said and Done

  I fear my capacity to guide Mistake toward fulfillment   At times, I blame: The flurry of misprint, of crisis to unscramble; The renewed promise of classic self-improvement; The flat-water buoyancy of fresh peace.   Other times, I blame: This devotion to words and their construction – How they unsay as they say – […]

Te lo vi

  Yo lo vi; te lo vi todo.   Te vi mi mano abriendo y cerrando el cuero de un libro pesado.   Te vi mi mano mostrando y tapando el reflejo de un tenedor bordado.   Te vi mi piel guardada.   Te vi la falta de crucifijos en las paredes de mi casa. […]

Sunday 4 & Domingo 4

    My poem “Sunday 4,” published alongside its Spanish brother “Domingo 4” in the Spring issue of Jai-Alai Magazine.