I should be writing a poem right now But all I can think about is you and the way your lips taste and how bad I’m craving you and your smell and the way your eyes look when you slide into my core The wind…

you walked in my shoes they didn’t fit you tripped you fell you walked on pulled yourself up you crawled for a time sat for respite blisters scalded oozed and healed on heels and toes they didn’t suit but you insisted you would wear them…

A friend of mine moved from an apartment we both lived in – but consecutively – To her mother’s home in the suburbs While awaiting one of a sequence of Rescheduled surgeries. She fell Getting off of a bus on Grand Avenue With its warped…

I am strolling down a country road With good friends by my side. Knapsack in hand, we are going down For camping, a feeling full of pride. The days of summer are waning, But we still have lots of time To wade into the rushing…

I’m not a man who tilts at old windmills. Where I was raised a windmill means I’m home. I do own armor, but it’s clean and bright. I only wear it out for festive days. I have no broken-down old nag that spills me off…

jump – wriggle – stretch – run along overgrown mountain tracks run down city streets over an under, but never around muscles ripple, hunger found jump – wriggle- stretch – run like you remember how to be free like you remember how to see  …

I found solace in the silence of that now hallowed place where he had departed from me. It was that very silence which kept me there, lingering like petrichor. It was as though I had been clinging to the very absence of his breath as…

In this sea full of strangers, apologies leak from my mouth, surmounted by an ocean of guilt and shame. I am not who they made me to be. I am not delicate or tender. Thick, dark, cruel waves crash down on your soft, heartfelt intentions….

There were at least one thousand and one reasons to go back.  I only needed the one. Simple love lived there.  It had been years since I paid her a visit, yet she welcomed me like it was yesterday.  Simple love is easy that way. …

Shantyman: As I looked to the grey-speckled sky Shantyman: Fluttrin above there was a magpie Shantyman: And into the wind a song it did cry: All: Don’t bear me down O’ Lore Lay Shantyman: “Close ahead a maiden resides” Shantyman: “To live, thou must shelter…