Crunching down our old country road in new ice cleatsNot afraid to fall now so there’s a…
We haven’t made love in seven months.The air conditioner whirs winterinto a humid…
You might hate itbut if it’s out of your controland you’ve done allthat you can dothen…
There are questions hard to answerAnswers are too deep for me to findVersions of the…
Winter here is kind,No severe events,Gentle sometimes grey days.
Torn apart in a million directionsI kept it together with incessant effortAn internal implosion blew me…
What words remainbut loveforgivenesswhat promise is left but connectioncompassion…
Around me
“As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods; They kill…