Hot Tamale

"If food be the food of love, love on"

My fantastic ideal would beTo be your Mexican housepoetess:Aztec princess, ceremonial heart-swiper,Gymnastically bilingual just as I am bisexual,A hot tamale in bedazzled headgear, pink plumage,Bronzed arms stained with the sex juice of my victims: see them laidOut upon the stairway to my...

My New Year's Eve social obligations complete I rest. It is 2012 somewhere. Here I recline naked on my clean sheets in my solitary bed eating strawberries and drinking champagne; listening to the fireworks of neighborhood children. A new voice...