Edwin Torres (born 1958) is a "Nuyorican" (New York-Puerto Rican) poet.
Torres's parents moved from Puerto Rico and settled in the borough of The Bronx in New York City. His father died when he was young and he was then raised by his mother and her brother Martin. Martin provided comfort and family support. His uncle's sense of humor was a motivational inspiration for young Torres. ... more »
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Edwin Torres Poems
Gigabyte Me - How Much RAM In Your Summe...
Used to be you could touch your eyes. Now everything is PLASTIC FANTASTIC!
Lounging In The Age Of Aquarius
I've just requested Up Up and Away by The Fifth Dimension from the piano lady But play it slow... 'Slow?..oh!' she says with a heavy New Jersey accent, eyelids
it is like a discovered dream lodged in the memory from a mountain's mist swaying through underbrush, thick as mountain coffee culembra-steps over plantain leaves
eein the tradition ov The YEAR Of The WHO-man ov Black HIS-story MONTH ov Secre-TARRIAL's WEEk
Who is quitting dogs today? Making them their sister? Who is stretched out by a lamppost sibling? Illuminated by ransom’s note?
Oh Yeah and the Eye Stays Open
taking in what it hears surprised at the way of path the laid down before the adventured after
Pixie-dust infusion shoots steady shock through incline— is that crooked or slyster meat tong, grabbing hold of night
Merely a Poet
THAT ONE, is a poet for all poets AH, then I would suppose to be an edwin for all edwins OH, then there is only one of you
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Gigabyte Me - How Much RAM In Your Summer Of Love?
Used to be you could
touch your eyes.
Now everything is
Neon Lasso - Home is a mall, where the internet tightens
around the quicksters that form the One collective Artpunk,
the One Visionary digitized by Hallucinaries,
the One-brain Bitmap trapped in the web...
Cattle Pack'd in - the 'So-So NOW' bang - QUOTE UN!
SOLITUDE IS A COMMODITY!
The college kid at Starbucks
moonlights at Kinko's, the moonlight
at Starbucks Kinko's at twilight!
THE ARTWORLD IS A DELI!