story poem

in this barrel broken

hybrid of free verse and story poetry

tar•mac

a poem

I have wanted to use the word “tarmac” for a while now.
Not even just in a poem, but, within the
appropriate…

extenuating circumstances and alternate selves

i wondered, in a vast universe with endless other versions of me, how
would my…

3ME695

A poem on doing the right thing in the warfare of relationships

my exodus

a poem

everlasting,
an everlasting call
from the abyss — 
where the whispers grow
like weeds of death
that fill…