If the drapes hadn’t unraveledI wouldn’t have had to throw them awayBut one day every strand came undone in my handsI think about those drapes…
You steal my breath right out of my lungs,you turn around my every despair.Your lips touch mine and my heart…
My Naoise, don’t you know I only have eyes for you even if I look somewhere else I can only see your face. If the raven shows up in…
I remember the first time I met you… It was around the time when November mourns the deadIt feels like one year…
It’s sunset in my laptop and in my window too as I write these lines. Serendipity again showing me the time in her wristwatch.Baby Jesus is…
The roof opensin a secret hangarI’m driving a spaceshipgearing up towards the skyOn my own, in full commandFor this tripto the…
Four little poems about isolation, oblivion, lost connections and the sense of inadequacy.
The time has come in the cycle
I’d rather be than be anything
Whether throwing shade
Or throwing shame