“I asked the man in sunglasses /Palming my summons /Could and would my parents be notified /Gaze downward the man /Mumbled something”
“I keep mum about my boyfriend /and forget Mom’s /mood swings & blood /on the carpeted floor.”
“The last we see of the kid /Whatever expression /Is on his face /Hombre, that’s not fear”
A man works on making peace with the memory of his boxing uncle in this poem from Guillermo Filice Castro.
Guillermo Filice Castro recalls his time serving in the Argentine army during the British invasion of the Falkland Islands in this poem of comradeship and connection between men.
Guillermo Filice Castro writes of everyone’s wounded child–and its role in perpetuating conflict.
Guillermo Filice Castro draws a surprising parallel between an iconic television character and domestic discontent.