Those Who Defied maybe it was days like this that brought us all wandering all coming together all learning to love each other she was...

The nurse and her hands A part of her, medicine smelling; Bitter now by treating, the Carcasses blue, violet and purple Dead now a...

Love Poem I love the tingling warmth that lingers in my mouth after I bite your crust. If I could breathe food, you’d be the oxygen that...

That First Rain Fervently trying to return to the start of rainy season, when gestures rotted in the air, when words acquired the cruelty...

entrapment spell Where lies love/ Dove sta amore / Here lies — “28” by Lawrence Ferlinghetti Some feeling of...

getting ready i undulate like butterfly roach. i find the cornered belt-loop. i dress in overgrown plaid by soft lampshade. there’s...

I believe I say it as an affirmation, stepping from the train tracks to take in a new city, Christmas just a far-off spot on the horizon....

Washing Up Table-seated, I watch my mother Slosh suds in the sink, commanding water To weigh down sodden cloth, scrubbing. Her hands make...

graveyard love a vast hill to climb, you lead me through the heather where the air is filled with hay fever scents through smatterings of...

Here, Now I See Break all the broken pieces into intangible matter Drown all the stream-less rivers into the oceans Catch all the winds...

you’re pouring too much sugar in your tea, much like i used to and when i leave you'll wonder why you saw me drinking coffee. you'll...

How to Drink Whisky He shows me how to drink whisky and I re-gift what there is of this place to him, what’s novel, what may retain some...

shallows Atlas, falling blazing ice hurtling last voices of long dead stars pierce loamy riverbanks  earth crumbling in the wake of...

I'm Not Ready Yet Do you remember it? so the hell begins all over again she brings up a past I do not wish to speak of in hopes that my...

Divine Intervention this is what she has been waiting for, an answer, finally delivered, splitting her body as she rips herself open ...

Spider Flowers By the time cottony fluffs in a mackerel sky fade into twilight, spider flowers come into bloom as if spreading their...

eye thou was sleep; and i was the eye who longed for thy. as i see the trees still, move by the faster grey browns blur.. as i see crowds...

lost In this city that breathes fire Of people who scamper up mountains but slide back down tragically And try again the next day with...

Nature is a Language There is something stimulating about the experience of natural light caressing pages of a book read beneath an oak—...

Shrink Me shrink me small until i cannot see the clouds. until the leaves become skyscrapers and the daffodil street lights bow over me...