I don’t like the crumbs, But I eat them anyway. I eat them like they’re whole, As they are the best part to me.They are…
Poet & Storyteller
Love is not a circus.Still, I watched her perform.I watched her spin around in circlesAnd pretend to fall.I watched her paint her face redAnd smear…
Love’s a rose, isn’t it?Don’t believe me?Give it time. After a few hot days,give it a cold night.The petals start to droop,the edges curl round,the…
I watch,And I pull different piecesOf her out the bowl.Somewhat tangled and a bit messy.I twist her all up even more,And put her in my…
The moon swallows the sun,And for a second,Everything becomes that much darker.Nothing moves. Silence looks around,Confused, looking for a sound. Her lips touch mine,And the…
Call me,Even if it’s 3 a.m.,And I am dead to the world.Every fire pit eventually has to go out,But even those cold ash embersAre kept…
I smell the wild on you.How the snow is caked in your fur.When the night falls, what doesIt offer besides survival.And the means to be…
My bones ache from all the cleaning I’ve done. I’ve cleaned up all the dust and finally hit the floorboards that I always tell myself…