Ruby sits in a chair on the 2nd floor landing peering over the edge waiting out her next social security check joining the gossip girls…
Category: Poetry
Stella, I say What do you mean decked out in fishnets you scream rock scene But lately you’ve been a little wacky and unreal and…
My poem, Spinning through the Astral Plane, has been published by Silver Birch press as a part of their “Me at 17 Poetry and Prose…
As sorrow bounced in soft waves upon the moonlight the sweet earth prepared the young man brimming with melancholy conquered by the sting of hollow…
I drew him as he stood in the morning light on a stairway to statues crafted from the veins of David. Now I must go…
Today we were gifted a spring day in the midst of winter adrift in crunch brown leaves the haughty wind stilled momentarily as if Zephyrus…
Deep within a coven of trees you can find purple passion inside those wild plums the sweet meats of isolation and chaos Far away from…
The crows would gather in winter in the field across from her house as I pressed my nose to the chill of the glass door…
Little stragglers I wonder that you’re stranded here fretting about among these last glorious flowers leftover summer gems balancing precariously on the brink of gusty…