The Archive
Poems, essays and stories from the first iExile, restored with their original titles and writers, year by year, oldest first.
2009
A town close to nowhere
From above everything seems close to nowhere. The steps, the dreams and hopes, the bus station…
To the light!
To the light!
The army was marching to conquer.
In the camp, in the nightThe Freedom Phobia: Today Iran, yesterday America and always, I
It's common today to feel for the anguish of the Iranian people. It was humane, yesterday, to…
Booty call
Death came in the room
upon request
and I laughed at her obedience.A sigh
The glimpse and its belongings stopped
I was afraid
alongThe known
in search of the metaphor
of the truth
bounded by 25 godsAware
There's noting I could possibly tell you that you don't already know. There's nothing one can…
Kite
Rip my feathers from my back
the gravity reasons their faith!
the pillow I make from themThe killer next door. You & I!
Awe hijacks the TV sets and the radio antennas tremble with shouts of pundits devouring the new…
Of said
Why should one wait, the hope or dream
the patience has been given as obedience, not virtue
one will receive what one despises, at their willPeer pressure and the insignificant life
The ethics and morals that guide our behavior are nothing more than the high school concept of…
Allow me to introduce myself
Allow me to introduce myself: ↨
I am the unknown, cognitive to no one
including myselfAnger fuse
Was an encounter I never thought I'd intersect voluntarily. And if I did, I would just let it…
Rapist wanted!
I would pay top dollar to someone just to obliterate my consciousness. Then, he/she (no sex…
The obtuse idiot cycle: Rush Limbaugh
Listen! I do not agree with most American imperialistic policies. I'm not happy about Mr.…
The unfaught fight
Let's fight until the fight is fought
until the living mourns itself
while the one is finally aloneThe New World: America or The Last Chance We Rigged
1492 seems like a galaxy away yet The Dark Ages appear more prevalent than ever.
Versus
Health care; an American vanity? A world's indolence? The metamorphosis of The Hippocratic Oath…
The Fog of 11/03/09
after work
family intercourse
the fog began to descend in the fallTerror as life, murder as love
We are shellfish filtering all the anguish of existence through the gun barrel. We never…