Ingo Lilpeach

I’ve always had a thing for nicknames –
maybe even a thing for new names –
even though I like my name.

Ingo Lilpeach was one that I never told anyone about.

Maybe an alter-ego?
Maybe a medieval character
in the part of my imagination that
closest resembles “The Princess Bride”?

I don’t know.

But the name was cooked up
on a bus ride
into New York City.
A school trip
with a forgotten meaning.
I’m thinking
it was in middle school.

I was listening to a lot of opera music back then.
Never told anyone about that either.

Look up “Ute Lemper”.
Channel the pages of “OMNI” magazine.
The two are unrelated, but they make up the make-up of that time in my life..