Papa leaves no crumbs playing death on the metal plate that might as well be a helmet during…
POETRY
Empty cups and coriander.Dainty doilies tinged with lavender.
Something weird happened to me this weekendOnce again I was placed in handcuffsBut this…
A lone pear tree sits in the center of the ruined village; from its branches…
The first time set the stageBefore I had an ageWhen the doctor placed me in my mother’s…
I do forget some things,Dates pass in my mind unrecognizedTheir importance somehow becomes null and void.
Blazing lightningpoetry strikes sharpover a waterfallof freezing water
you have become a wandering womanas a coincidenceyou are in a tragic part of the worldand…