Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Be right up your street!             Hey, It’s not my idea –             but it is you know, kinda cute. I’m onto you, little miss Smart Arse, with your…

I fantasize.. I fantasize about running my hands through your hair again. I fantasize about waking up next to you. Legs intertwined. I fantasize about your hands running across my body one more time. The look in your eyes… I fantasize about the love your…

He said “I didn’t mean to.” He said “You know I would never hurt you.” He said “But I love you” Everything he said was a lie. From the beginning it had all been a fucking lie. He planned this. From the moment he called…

WHERE THERE IS LIGHT The constant of time is staggering, bewildering, and heartbreaking. So tonight, I will time to stop. I do not ask, I do not beg, I will it. Just for a moment. Let me sit in the stillness of a void I…

and then it happened. by evening, they told us we were no longer children. we could not chase frogs and follow their hop, wear pink raincoats with matching boots and fake ear drops and the worst was, from now on, our hearts would be kept…

8:30 PM  Perspectives Can we really see things as they are or Are we slaves to our own filters and the way we see things Or The way that we want things to be? Can we truly listen and hear what someone is saying without…

Dusk percolates into darkness. Early spring in the Northwest, the ground a sodden mess, but this evening the rain has ceased. Stifled by too many hours inside, under lamps, I switch off the radio which has been keeping me company, my elbows stiff from bending…

The bright lights, the cheers, the jeers of the crowd pierced my dreams and my heart pounded through the fog of sleep.   There was Jesus on the center cross and Nixon on his right. My father’s cross sat waiting, illuminated by blue neon.  …

The Frog and Cricket Cabaret Night   Deep hums emulate from beneath the fringe of the shrubs as the sky fades to orange to pink, purple,   black. Drizzle mingles with splashes from rippled puddles and pools, steams to a boil. Kids in raincoats  …

Hansel and Great stayed out all night. And the next one, and the next. Their parents scoured the forest for signs but returned with only a mystery: How could children vanish into the evening like phantoms in the fog? The search parties passed the witch’s…