I’ve never been good at holding anything,not even the light that shinesfrom the ceiling fan.The switch might as well be off.You came through the door,half…
Poet & Storyteller
There is no particular soundthat rustles through the trees,different from the musicwe listen to.Your hands grab and hold melike I have somewherebetter to be,fingers interwovenagainst…
I never stood a chanceNot the way you opened your mouthand the way your words flung out.Slow like molasses.Every word before my namewas a warningI…
When I walk outside, I look up to her.The name I hold dearest to me,Day.A time when I am my busiest.From a distance, she can…
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…
Tonight was a full moon,but not just any moon.Tonight, it looked like it was dippedin chocolate,and I thought about you. Tonight, it looked like the…
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…