The Miami Herald has a remembrance of our friend Jeffrey. And here's a poem from his forthcoming book.
THE DULL, DULL BEATING OF YOUR HEART HEART HEART
The snake that binds your feet together
Is not the one you were born with.
It is, rather, the extended tragedy of
Living forever on a flat world.
The rapture of enlightened ecstasy
Knocks on your door like a country without mothers
The electric trains under the blanket
Give you away at night.
If I could find you in the long lost dream
Of silent storms and nightmare fragments
The executioner’s smile would extend and groan
But it is long overdue.
Today's short story waiting to be written: Two men wheeled a dead man through the streets of New York in an office chair to a check cashing store in order to cash the corpse's Social Security check. (Thanks to Matt in Columbia)