You aren’t the first to come and sit beside meOn this couch.Others have come before youAnd have left their imprint. I do hope that you’re…
Poet & Storyteller
We weren’t watching TV.Very rarely do we, though.It’s become habit to say we dowhenever someone askswhat we did this weekend,where we went,what we watched. You…
You once told me that I’m quiet.And I sat with that for a while.You never made the time,always busy changing the filterfor every story you…
The Last Piece is a poem about love offered from a place of pain, and how we sometimes try to make someone feel whole while…
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…
I needed this so much.A little alone time.Designer jeans.T-shirts printed with out of the blue sayings.A moment to ourselves, home alone,Wasting time, just you and…
Building a relationship takes time,A slow becoming of each other’s identity.A steady student in a firm desk, where attendance is vital and homework isn’t necessarily…
And when you walk away,when the doors to your armsare no longer open,where do I goto wander the thoughtsthat keep me warm and snug? There…