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 pretendto swimthrough a seaof memorieswhile she dancesalone in a cornerof the living…
I wipe the mudfrom my work bootsand sit themon the cold floor.I step into the kitchenand…
The paththrough your heartis dusty.I watchfor strangerswho mightseek to harm you.The future…
She standsat the edgeof my memory.Her blue scarfripples in the breeze.I reach outto give…