I sit watching the rain bounceand ricochet off rusted railing,soak multicolored roof shingles. I think about the rainand how it falls without hesitation. You don’t…
Poet & Storyteller
I sit watching the rain bounceand ricochet off rusted railing,soak multicolored roof shingles. I think about the rainand how it falls without hesitation. You don’t…
I press into your lipsand breathe.It may seem like I’m holdingon to you,but really,you’re holding on to me. Your fingers wrapped aroundmy attention,you pull me,a…
He is her mirror,The one she stands beforeWhether things are good or bad.Until she walks away,She doesn’t understandThe cracks spreadingAcross her face,Ignoring the obviousShe applies…
When I got in the shower,I noticed that you hungyour washcloth next to mine.When I realized,I stared at it for a minute,feeling a relief that…