Yesterday, a quarter fell from my pocket.I didn’t realize it until I needed it.I thought I heard something hit the ground,but when I looked, nothing…
Poet & Storyteller
Yesterday, a quarter fell from my pocket.I didn’t realize it until I needed it.I thought I heard something hit the ground,but when I looked, nothing…
I am wintersomething you look forward tountil you’re in the thick of it.Fire roasts in the fireplaceof unspoken desire. You are fall.You spread your leaves…
When you walked away,I thought it would be for a minute. But when I thought about it,I did not fully comprehendwhat a minute wasnot to…
She walks in smokea slow burning incenseedging in reverse. I breathe her in deep,And feel hercurling into my lungs,a warningthat smells likesieged perfumeburnt but sweet.…
My name movesand floods through you.Fierce. Strong. At first, it’s quiet.Then it risesthe first sound of thunder,looking out for the first sign of lightning. You…
I feel most at homewhen I am beside you.I am able to breathe freely and abundantly.You speak kindly to my soul,and nurture the points of…
The thought of you falls like rain,enveloped in an urgent necessity.If at all possible, let this rain fall for an eternityslow presses of each drop…
I watched her walk away,her lanky arms swung in the wind.Her jacket softly brushed against itself,painted a soft dull green. Her hair hid under her…
Maybe I love her more.Then again, maybe she loves me more. To her, love is a test.I know I’ve missedmy share of answers. I looked…
I wrote Hiroshima when I was much younger. While writing it I didn’t understand the risk of using certain metaphors. This poem definitely isn’t romanticizing…