Poem “What Remains must be Tended” at Gobblers / Masticadores

I’m pleased to have become a contributor to Gobblers / Masticadores. A brand new poem, “What Remains Must be Tended” just went up there today; gracias a juan re crivello por el honor.

I always provide some accompaniment to my poems and stories, so here is a scene from Wings of Desire (one of my favorites of all time). I was thinking of the soundtrack (specifically “Der Himmel ├╝ber Berlin”), when I first imagined my father’s hallucinations during a nearly fatal bout with pneumonia several years back. Part of me sometimes returns to St. Mary’s Hospital from two separate long, lonely stays there as a child, so, true story.