Jimmy BroccoliJan 28Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesSometimes...There Are No WordsMy best friend lies unmoving on the floor of the bedroom – he is grey – I am here and I see him – “I am here (!)” (I exclaim) … He is...
Jimmy BroccoliJan 28Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesAnd This Christmas Will Be - A Very Special Christmas For MeIt’s Christmas – it’s Christmas day – With the stockings hung and the carefully wrapped packages underneath the well-decorated and...
Jimmy BroccoliJan 28Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesA Shampoo Bottle - A Motherfucking Shampoo BottleYou died – my friend, you died – and (on that day), I died too – But I still breathe, and walk, and talk to others – and still frequently...