I told my friend, when she asked me What I was up to, after she told me all the news … More
Category: Poetry
Someone Should Have Told Us
We were lead to believe that children are for life. Fed homely images of our elderly future, surrounded by our … More
Haunted
My ghosts follow me. No. They anticipate me. Where ever I go, they are there. They live in a specific … More
Grief is not a Process
It capsizes and grinds you. Leaves you keel-hauled bloody and breathless. It rolls in slowly. You don’t see it, then … More
Little Ears
what are you saying about us in elevators checkout line movie line bank line bus what are you telling each … More
Untouched
wrapped in arms and legs right words with magic curled and comfortable sliding together a spot of pressure a cold … More