Every time I walked by the house it haunted me. The run-down brick house at the top of a hill, window frames rotting, trim crusted with flaked paint. It showed no evidence of life, no evidence of ... [+]
Robert Bulman is a sociology professor at Saint Mary's College of California, where poetry hangs in the air like smoke. Born in Minnesota, he grew up in Southern California and then drifted north. He lives in Davis, CA with his wife and son. His poetry has appeared in a variety of journals. "Beyond the Bridge" is in Short Circuit #08, Short Édition's quarterly review.
dreaming in San Francisco is like dreaming inside a cloud where the promises of our parents lie just beyond our reach around an Escher-like staircase at the top of a steep hill walking in San Francisco is like walking in a neighborhood made just for you where you can walk your dog while wearing a jaunty sea-captain hat with your sea-captain friends and nobody looks twice because you belong living in San Francisco is like being the President of Blue America driving your Tesla on Nancy Pelosi Drive and saluting the Harvey Milk flagpole on your way to visit liberal techy billionaires in their pur