i’m quiet in this poem/ consumed/
bullet by bullet, by what’s left/
of us. of what’s to come./
but who’s to say? the night/
is wide. arduous. doesn’t budge./
even for me. Continue reading
Tag Archives: PULSE
Nonfiction by Edgar Gomez
The First Gay Space: Getting Back to Reality After the Tragedy at Pulse From where I’m standing I can see the earth suspended thousands of miles away and it really is just as people who have seen it at this distance always describe it. Suddenly it seems unthinkable to have names for oceans, lines to … Continue reading