Hola mi gente,
This is one of my recent attempts at poetry that I mangled a few years back.
All I Ask
Be my slow-grind dance,
my birthday earthquake.
Be my ginormous spiral staircase
in the middle of a Puerto Rican rain forest.
Be my ripe mango
overflowing my mouth
causing rivulets of sweetness to
run down my chin.
Be my whirlwind week
in the Spring Break of life.
Be the waves crashing on my beach
on some forgotten island.
Be my puzzle with one piece missing.
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My name is Eddie and I’m in recovery from civilization…