Poems by Ralph Angel
Alpine Wedding
... Each one and all of us entangled, the room is moist with us, ...
The Local Language
... And the word she mouths to herself as she looks up from her book&mdash ...
Breaking and Entering
... thats history, the kind of story that tends to have an ending, ...
Even Because
... Because the body itselfthe heart'snot dead but deeper, wrapped up in curtains, a different color, ...
In Every Direction
... nobody's ever heard before,or maybe the woman on the edge of the porch, ...
It Takes a While to Disappear
... A well-dressed drunk smears her finger across a doormans lips and whispers ...
Man in a Window
... I mean I want to dedicate my life to those who keep going just to see how it isnt ending ...
This
... just as pedestrians are erecting again the buildings of this drab ...
Tidy
... slams down gently, like drizzled ...
