Clouds form and fill the skyEverything turns gray.Still, there is no you.You don’t say sorry.You don’t say anything. I walk outside,Expecting to see youAt the…
Poet & Storyteller
She walks in, her eyes like soft pencil lines.She smiles when she looks at the waitress,ordering a coffee. I sip mine slow, looking out the…
Your name fit in my mouthlike a prayer I don’t remember whispering,somewhere between hungerand desire. It was an apple,ripe and on time.I didn’t ask where…
You stirred the pot,taking parts of you,parts of methe good, the bad,even the things that aren’tso pretty to look at. You poured them into the…
The pen scrapes on the paper.I outline the way you make me feela single line, followed by another.Soon, they connect in a shaded silhouette. This…