Potential Titles: Rigoberto Gonzalez
Jul. 1st, 2010 04:18 pmThe pocketknife seducing the orange - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"
The white sparks in my brain - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"
The red sparks in my heart - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"
All function and no fury - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
As I swallow you whole - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
The rattle of your aching heart - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
A world of always leaving - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
Who weep like orphans at my door - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Blame the trickery of kitchens - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Old couch that cries in coins - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Launched this grim parade of exits - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Inhabited by dreamers now extinct - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Whose patron saints are longing and despair - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
No reason for feral birds - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Each word dressed for burial - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
A ghost with the smell of Sunday - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Sips tea made from flakes of gold - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Whose gown cascades with light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Slip from one black cloak into another - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
The sad architecture of abandonment - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Exhausted from the weight of stones - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
A flower that blossoms without light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
The silence of their vanishing - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Glorious buttercups that bleed - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
The winter that welcomes no guests - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
The footprints made by water - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
To coat their battle scars with gin - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Scolding the mice for eating sugar - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Pinch the sun between two fingers - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Vanish from the center outward - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Let the whiskey tell the tale - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Cut out the yellow heart of heaven - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Drop the bloodless stars into the sea - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Inside the scent of tangerines - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
That scattered glass fruit around your feet - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Music Man"
An owl to be my mirror - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
An egg that cracks my coffin - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
A trove of pearls and stones - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
One more spill of secrets - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
The scorn of tumbleweed and light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Senorita Juarez"
Every breath was a soldier word - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Soldier of Mictlan"
The sorrow of thirsting for sounds - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Summer Songs"
A basket going hungry - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
Gathering the shadows to their roots - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
Diamonds on the cobweb stems - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
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The white sparks in my brain - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"
The red sparks in my heart - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"
All function and no fury - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
As I swallow you whole - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
The rattle of your aching heart - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
A world of always leaving - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Cage"
Who weep like orphans at my door - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Blame the trickery of kitchens - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Old couch that cries in coins - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Launched this grim parade of exits - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Inhabited by dreamers now extinct - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
Whose patron saints are longing and despair - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Casa"
No reason for feral birds - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Each word dressed for burial - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
A ghost with the smell of Sunday - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Sips tea made from flakes of gold - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Whose gown cascades with light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Slip from one black cloak into another - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
The sad architecture of abandonment - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Exhausted from the weight of stones - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
A flower that blossoms without light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
The silence of their vanishing - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Fathers"
Glorious buttercups that bleed - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
The winter that welcomes no guests - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
The footprints made by water - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
To coat their battle scars with gin - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Scolding the mice for eating sugar - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Pinch the sun between two fingers - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Vanish from the center outward - Rigoberto Gonzalez "In the Village of Missing Sons"
Let the whiskey tell the tale - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Cut out the yellow heart of heaven - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Drop the bloodless stars into the sea - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
Inside the scent of tangerines - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Mortui Vivos Docent"
That scattered glass fruit around your feet - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Music Man"
An owl to be my mirror - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
An egg that cracks my coffin - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
A trove of pearls and stones - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
One more spill of secrets - Rigoberto Gonzalez "La Pelona as Birdwoman"
The scorn of tumbleweed and light - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Senorita Juarez"
Every breath was a soldier word - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Soldier of Mictlan"
The sorrow of thirsting for sounds - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Summer Songs"
A basket going hungry - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
Gathering the shadows to their roots - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
Diamonds on the cobweb stems - Rigoberto Gonzalez "Unpeopled Eden"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
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