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| Plaza de Torros by Charles P. Ries (Wisconsin) Source: Monje Malo Speaks English (2003) p. 17 The Matador handed me the bull's severed ear, a trophy of his victory and the bull's predictable defeat. They called him El Tiempo Grande They save the biggest bull for last. His ear filled my hand. I raised it to the sky and to the crowd saluting El Torro's strength, and rage, and defeat at the hands of Pablo Hermoso de Mendoza. Pressing the bull's ear to my own, I heard: the morning of his birth the pastures of Southern Mexico the blood as it seeped into the ground the last glimpse of the sun the tears as they cut his throat. As they dragged his carcass out of Plaza de Toros. I saluted and cheered him again he who symbolized the burden of rage. and the insanity of being born male. -------------------------- Marlboro Man On Michigan Avenue by Charles P. Ries (Wisconsin) Source: Monje Malo Speaks English (2003), p.13 Sitting on the sidewalk outside Sak's Fifth Avenue, he didn't look too crazy. Long gray beard, clean white tee shirt and blue jeans. But his eyes were crazy. Focused at the end of his quickly dwinding butt, chug a' lugging it like a Pabst Blue Ribbon. Maybe he was the guy who said the shoes, not wanting to waste time with a Big Mac on his lunch break. Sucking up cigs for an early afternoon buzz that would carry him closing time. A smoking pro, he caradled his three inch joy stick with his ten finger tips as I watched him down that Marlboro in 30 seconds waiting for the light to turn green. -------------------- Mexicans Love A King by Charles P. Ries (Wisconsin) Source:: Monje Malo Speaks English, (2003), p. 15 Available in print edition. -------------------- Do you want to buy the chapbooks by Charles P. Ries? If yes: a. Contact our email address. b. Click the book ads of Charles P. Ries c. Visit our bookstore by May 2005. |
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