Author Archives: Gianni Vitale

I watched our wildflowers bloomReaching past the windowsAnd now, I see The yellow-blacks, the blues, the stalks, Everywhere. I imagine you rusticMaybe foolishHow foolish to feelMore so to think Your beauty cascades across the countryside So, what is it I want?Do I exist here, on this plane?Anywhere? The hardest thing to do is liveWhy can’tContinue reading “Earth and Seed”

I’ve gotta warn youI never get last cup Woah ohMe eitherI never can close Well, sure you canYou got a wifeYou’ve got a kid Yeah, I sure did close on thatJust not beer pong. Do you want to dance now?Sean said we’re dancing Look, I don’t need the extra smokeIf it ain’t THC or nicotine,Now.Continue reading “Imagine Having a Harry Potter Marathon Every Weekend for a Decade”

And when I turned the cornerThere they all wereBabbling and gigglingLittle feet finding theEarth Hope held through Here we are together againBursting at the seamsArmistice reached for theWeekend warriors We’ll still smoke in the garageWe’ll still crush a few on the porch But in the living roomStill life on anAcid trip Pieces rudely forcedNow fallContinue reading “Baby Q”

We were naked and refreshedI was on one kneeAt the foot of the floor bed You said yesI drank at the pool andDidn’t answer my phone We were still childrenHaving childrenIn the unfurnished living roomCigarettes and congrats Pseudo-opulent god-complexCome on overEveryone come overMoney is fuel so Come on over The early years, our dawn,We carriedContinue reading “Our First Apartment”

The road to heaven is lined withZinniasWe will neither walk nor fly, earthTurning underfoot Suspended in this momentRight hereHolding you in the air September’s first cool windIn your hairRuddied and sniffling, Your mouth agape,GigglingI knew I had felt this somewhere We have all felt it somewhere and think we areFlyingBut we have always been hereContinue reading “The Garden of Zinnias”

Twist of the knifeSilent screamConvulsed andWrithing Yet again, the pain ofLife’s first breathYet again, like aScience They all become shadowsSwaying in the blazeCalling to meAs if I was alive How I wish to beNothing at allBut instead, I amThe Bulls of Pamplona Tormented, panicked, furious,Enraged,Wild eyed,Bursting from inside, but To empty streets

Floating downFloating downA tease and a dareYoung again, but Aware You were all tipsyWe were all exposed asSeptember’s sun Lost in words andBraided hair andHow carelessly brave How carelessly braveWhen we leapt off the cliff I felt almost nakedAlmost afraidAs we compared our tattoos Pentagonal, like a starfish,As I leapt from rope and tirePiercing theContinue reading “Float”

On Leslie, you,Grinning in greenOn green, youLooked to me ChatteringAs we startedOn some street in U City Never quite finishingWhat we began, And how the daysOrbit the elliptical trackAnd gain momentum Pouring over greenPouring over likeWild grass over the bank I sat there solemnFiddling with PhotoshopBefore I knocked the wood chips off Carry her backContinue reading “Running in the Rain”