Color of my living heart

The rough and tumble prose and life of Floyd Salas give body and guts to these poems of love and desperation in Color of My Living Heart.

Here, the seasoned boxer street dude, ex-hippy and ex-pachuco bares his heart in a genre all but forgotten by today's skeptic and minimalist poets. Here is love in all of its agony deception, disillusionment, glory and sexual euphoria. Here is love and grit, love and sweat, love and heartbreak, love and mending hearts. What Salas has not dared display in his muscular prose works, is here throbbing, uncompromising, vulnerable, and raw.