I holdthe handof Godand breathe inthe healingof the stars.A full moonis…
While God slepton the old leather couch,death and I slow-dancedto a dozen love…
An old manhides his thoughtsfrom his children.They would confine himto the looney binif they…
I sit aloneon a chairin a coffee shopand watch the peoplebuying coffee,chatting with…
A Story-Poem
I searchhigh and lowfor the memoriesI have lost.I digthrough the dirtof the rose gardenwith my…
I listento the storiesmy friends telland laugh inall the wrong places.They…