Standing on the roofof a dilapidated barn,I caught a firecrackerin the hood of my jacket,thrown there bystupid smug Sean Ryanwho was…
The wind shred each leafthey fell upon dream by dreambrooding in beautywithered trees stand in…
This endless chewingof breadandthis ceaseless sippingof wineno longer brings me pleasure,no longer…
there’s a beauty in that noise which falls on the page as a poem.there’s a sadness in the…