Trapped in the house for weeks Only able to communicate through phone calls and text Every Saturday night watching Verzuz Jammin’ late night to DNice in Club Quarantine Dancing to Sister Sledge Watching virtual poetry slams Sending each other hug emojis until we were able…

“Do you hear that?!” He said. I looked at him and shook my head. “Legally deaf, remember?” I grinned. He went tu the window and lifted the blinds. It was storming like crazy outside. “You don’t hear that? The rain?” He asked. “Babe, I haven’t…

i didn’t say it back. i think that i thought that i felt it & if i said it i’d mean it but i wanted to give her more than words; she deserved that. so i wrapped my words in fear and hesitance. and made…

I see His nail-scarred hands the crown upon His head. Why was it He to suffer why not me instead?   He was not of wrongdoing but took the place for me. He bore my sin and sorrow That I could be set free.  …

prompt 15 hour 15 – air travel Flying it is   I was used to Greyhounds and the excitement of never knowing who would share the next seat for hours and hours of trips to places I was only half committed to go.   Planes…

If I choose to meet the current I am no longer one, alone. Instead, two galaxies mingle drawn by a mounting gravity neither can control. This is inevitable, though I don’t believe in fate. Meet me at my body we are breaking ground put your…

bodies converging through the hopelessly entangled web of furtive glances, coffee shop catastrophes, crashing crescendos of passion and negliegence melancholy and softness harshness and rage; a deranged drama that unravels us piece by aching piece – – yet we keep hungrily pursuing the next act…

Translated from the Lycan Book of Poetry And for what? Dictate to me, Wolf, vindicate me from the cell in which my soul hast died over and over What hast thou given? To such an ancient cause as the squabble between beasts! We are of…

It never is like the movies where fate makes your worlds collide where soulmates get drawn to one another and angels and violins your meetings preside.   it is work, hard work you have to talk, adjust, make time, It is a journey of two…

THERAPY, BUT WITH BEARS “Do not defile it with cliche. It is unnameable.” —Isabella Huppert, I Heart Huckabees   My second grade teacher was paralyzed from a stroke around the time I went to college. My mom and I still visit sometimes. Her husband diligently…