whats worst is a party after 11pm – going along with everyone else to the bar and the […]
poem
At dusk, the ground quietly becomes blue. The air crawls on my skin. The sky awaits […]
the earth’s bathtub cobalt blue to magenta to coal every inch falling deeper with the next Van Gough’s […]
“you’re just a picture […] an image caught in time” – R.J. Dio before the day […]
“When I saw you walking, I just, I worried for your soul.” – good neighbor I would […]
The middle shelf is where I keep the glasses. Can we quantify this living – the way gravel […]
It’s hard to see a concert without crazy eyes. You could miss the ocean for the elbows. The […]
Where I am taking the jam jar of my heart some turbines blink a red asynchrony […]
The Irish name for a shrew means “little blind one of the grasses.” She digs her trenches to […]
I had left her sweating in front of the hot glass. A cup for water – in case […]
