Commutation
The rules of the road
handed down
on mopar tablets
confer the right to judge,
to see souls made manifest
through driving practice—
facades stripped away,
true faces showing forth—
pinhead and prince
the one who cuts me off
the one who lets me in.
A poem by Jeff Knorr of Sacramento.
Published on 11.17.11
A poem by David Vaszko of Sacramento.
Published on 11.10.11
A poem by Arnold Robbins of Sacramento.
Published on 11.03.11
A poem by Arnold Robbins of Sacramento.
Published on 11.03.11
A poem by Sol Souhail Srouji of Sacramento.
Published on 10.27.11
