A.T.B.
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The Ambulant Shoe ShinerA Poem by A.T.B.He tumbled in with his disheveled hair like weed. His angular body slouched from the heavy bags under his bleary eyes. He seemed in need. Half a.. |
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The Harbinger of DeathA Poem by A.T.B.I stand looking across the dusty street at the cinderblock walls of her humble timeless dwelling swept by desert sands in need of a more peacef.. |
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ISHTAR\'S BAD HAIR DAYA Poem by A.T.B.The first sad look todayis in my cracked mirror. Today is a good day for a sassy short hair cut that would show my almond gazelle eyes a.. |
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CLOSE YOUR EYESA Poem by A.T.B.Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Imagine you’re at a sandy beach in San Diego or Miami … You can feel the heat of the sun .. |
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THE FOLLY OF BEING HUMANA Poem by A.T.B.You don’t know how it feels, she deadpans while standing naked by the window looking out into a Baghdad shrouded in a ragged reddish mour.. |
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EASY!A Poem by A.T.B.it’s so easy! it’s so easy! fear comes barging in so easy. and death! crisp and guileless. it’s so common now. it’s s.. |
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THE WITNESSA Poem by A.T.B.amidst the dead, those waiting to die, its height surpassing the crossed swords, the ziggurats, overlooking the Tigris flowing red and the xe.. |
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TAXIA Story by A.T.B.After a few hours, I got tired of sitting down as shoe shiners, beggars, men, women and children walked by in search of an illusive stroke of good luc.. |
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