Monthly Archives: June 2004

Come Merge with Me

Come merge with me—

Evaporate my tears with the warmth of your kisses.

Come walk with me—

Caress my hand …



to get hibiscus red

the artist eats the flower

—Raymond Roseliep

La Nuit Froide

Now that these nights are freezing cold, these feet are dead white, and these toenails are winter blue, I wish …


He said all he needed to say in a language that sounds like nonsense in Spanish to those who don’t …