Les Filles Mortes

astriferous, she soars beyond cancer’s arms, never returning…

The Pool

Avoiding looking into the pool, avoiding the jealous arms of the spirits around here. Flesh that’s white though there’s no house around here…

When Did It All Go Wrong

remember when a mere love letter would do the dirty work

Stories of Our Lives

Tell her all and she’ll say, “Such is life”…

I Smile When I Think About You

The feelings that come to me are the purest sensations one can have…