Gray Man
She holds her tongue for a gray man with a smoking jacket and whispered I love you’s. She holds her tongue for crumbs on countertops, hairs on bathroom sinks, unwashed hands and mornings with unbrushed…
Keep readingUnder the Covers
It’s the only place where I feel safe, under the Warmth of blankets covering my bare skin. As he tries To reach out a hand to acknowledge my presence, for me to Acknowledge his, I…
Keep readingDeep Blues
I gravitate to the deep blues – the color, the feeling, the music – all that it invokes. “Be careful, if it’s too blue you’ll lose that smile.” Don’t you know I lost it long…
Keep readingTossed Asides
After Daniel Morris and his countless rejections How many times have I scratched the depths Of my soul, picked away at which superlative, Which adjective, to convey the paralyzing Times measured in my life to…
Keep readingGive Me Back My Time
Once upon a time all I had was time, All we had was time, Time to wait for our time, It was declared that our time will come, perhaps in a decade, or years, then…
Keep readingIt’s You
The story wasn’t ever about you, it was about him It was about the universe leading to him You diverted the course, or just a pit stop along the way That cut much deeper than…
Keep readingPsychosis
I keep finding pieces of you In places we’ve been, Conversations we’ve had, And the laughs we shared;All that brought us together. I hear your artists Singing new songs, Popping up in the news, And…
Keep readingEager Hearts Waiting
we soak in lines— words, pauses, curves— and breaths taken in between. each one leading to the next, each one lingering a little longer, and yet we jump, hearts eager, blindly leaping for the next.
Keep readingFalling Blossoms
These arms serve as refuge through seasons, storms, the sweltering sun, & gusts of wind. As warm days near their end, the air turns cold and emerald tonesturn to amber and crimson. But imminent days…
Keep readingMorning Blush
the first soft glow peeks through greeting the tops of the trees, from the depths of these shadows with the slightest bend of light witnessing this moment it feels right to be alive no matter…
Keep readingWe’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway
It is my pleasure to share with you my poem, We’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway, in an issue of Clay Literary’s RAVEN alongside other great stories and visuals: https://www.clayliterary.com/post/design-a-stunning-blog ‘Neath the blistering heat, California…
Keep readingThe Basis of My Character(s)
These are my characters Some of them have affairs Some of them are drowning While gasping for air There’s a hint of something there That may never be Nothing more Than a simple connection between…
Keep readingGet Lost in the Pouring Rain [with audio]
So feeble We fumble Bodies tangling, intertwining We get lost in the moment, In the rush Drifting off to our own space No time like the present We’re looking for answers in the pouring rain…
Keep readingRevolving Door
He says, “you’ve been a great lover, opened up doors for me, been there when I needed you but I’m going to leave you, woman for I know you could do better than me” He…
Keep readingRefrain
We loved but we were never lovers, not like the ones in old Hollywood movies who walk into each other’s lives and leave hoping we could have been more,for there was nothing more to this…
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