I was a roompainted tan, with a new ceiling fanin the heart of a houseno one stayed long enough to touch. Most of the time,I…
Poet & Storyteller
I was a roompainted tan, with a new ceiling fanin the heart of a houseno one stayed long enough to touch. Most of the time,I…
When he sees you,he doesn’t welcome youwith open armslike a cathedralin search of hope. When you dream,he doesn’t askhow the color red tasted,or how you’ve…
I didn’t know what to name itthe feeling that I felt in my chest.When the light caught your eye,the curve of your nose.I was already…
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…
I stand so close to you,bundled in the chill of your touch.Though physical, intellect storms above the horizon. We’ve undressed ourselves,helpless to the fingertips that…
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…
I saw the lightningbefore there were any signsof storm. No thunder.Just the quiet of wanting youto come. To feel your knees bucklethe moment you look…
I felt it beneath my ribsthe kind of anticipationa quiet room listens to. I opened the door, and you walked inlike you belonged there.The room…