Creative

Four Poems by José Eugenio Sánchez

do not charge this woman with making me blow my head off

for bringing the song of her waist to my lips

Sequence from Jack and Jill

Jack & Jill went up the hill
to the windy keep of Troy
This was long before
apnea set in and all our woe

Three Poems

Please, pardon my obsession
with the end of things.

Selections from Playing the Changes

What a joyful thought, to hop away from this musty
twilight bookshop air with a chapbook

Transaction History 6

it is not the collection, but the collecting, that brings wings.

from Graphic Novella

You can see right away there are
at least two stories—

Lessons 1-10

stretched arms this
is lesson #4

Three Poems

like a god, entranced from above,
I felt the whales before I saw them, gorgeous

Two Poems

Then is it that unsaid faces meet alone.

Three Poems

To reword the blur
ghosting the tracks

Two Poems

i may be waiting
while you wait
in the antechamber

Two Poems

A disco ball breaks at the end of the fever.

Two Poems

Who likes dusk?
We should be wary of dusk,
when eyesight goes a little blurry.

from COMMON PLACE

just say the word usufruct and levitate

Three Poems

Mush in a forehead. Rings around an eye. Concentric

strew.