A Perfect Storm In Winter
ice falling from the sky smiles on my face and the coldness of the day a perfect storm in winter wrapped with fear for tomorrow I salute the spinning wheel and join the wind...
Tagged: poem 23
Twenty One Fifteen
In 2115, we will fall in love. I will approach you at a friend’s party, or by a painting in some museum, in a chain coffee shop, or a subway platform, the produce aisle...
I Will Always Have Your Back
Looking in the mirror, truly you do find a person looking out just for kicks turn away folds of mores fit so loosely ’round premade stutter-steps to that edge sometimes…sometimes we all talk of...
December 24, 2014
It’s so nice to be here Leaned upon the other As we are wont to do Two souls beside each other on the couch It’s snowing? No, you’re just seeing things Lit by the...
