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…
Poet & Storyteller
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…
In my dreams, you seemed so far away,as the night turned to day in the blinkof your eye. Words became actionsdismissed by the breathyou took…
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…
Underneath the umbrella,a room was filleda girl, a boy. Underneath the umbrella,a home became mobile:white & blue stripe. Underneath the umbrella,the rain fell upward,finding a…
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…
I’ve never had anyone lookat me the way that you do.The first time I saw it,I tried to catch itbut missed. Much like a shooting…
Of all things,she opened my mouthand built a bridgeonly we knew existed. She arranged pillar upon pillarof steel beams.I struggled understandingwhat to do with the…
I can’t unlove because I amimpatient, selfish.I love as if I cannot be hurt,going on as if nothing is wrong. I cannot unlove because I…