Apocalyptic endings Mass extinction all the way People think they’re rarities But they happen every day Within the souls of people Passing on the street You wouldn’t know to look at them It could be anyone you meet The kid who sells you coffee Whose…

Post Cursive My hand flows with ease across the page, connected rhythmic hills and valleys, a mountain chain on a page linking hand and mind from this present day at my kitchen table in the middle of my life to a childhood classroom, chalk dust…

“Talk about something ending.” He started. “That’s broad” I thought. Phone plan My lease I don’t know… everything ends… Buying diapers formula, babyfood sippy cups those little puffy crackers with bananas on the tube… back to school clothes new backpack, lunchbox, fresh pencils yellow boxed…

This morning a life is past. Looking back on joy, on passion, On loss, on ache, We see reflections of times In the ever moving waters. The ripples changing scenes Shifting currents of dreams. Some rocks are polished, Others ground to sand. Lapping waves quenching…

I was thirty, freshman making up time my first semester in college and I took a film class what seemed like easy credits Rarely had I worked so hard in a classroom Week one we watched ‘The Graduate’ penultimate coming-of-age tale few of my classmates…

Line Vines Up from the deep Lines start to seep Why do they creep At time for sleep? Ignore them not For lines unsought Will be forgot If left to rot I like to rhyme Most any time It’s so easy Swift and breezy But…

Birth, then life’s journey, a term’s initiation, followed by death, an auspicious occasion. However celebrated, just another graduation. Whether lived by a valedictorian Or a lowly sinner who just keeps on sinning Is it just the finale, or is it the beginning— Only a life…

Cut and watered the daisy I expresses for this I’ve joy in the morning Not far from Summer’s days the same, love song that cheers you up The sun between the clouds of sunlight to darkness sleeps In midnights Blindfolded she is to what covers…

Senses of Inspiration  Hope is alive like this song comfort kisses from peace. You believe above anything, together between life and simple joys. Taste sunshine, share blue sky let every hand feel light. See possibility shine through today. Find positive laughter before tomorrow.

The day I graduated from the group home, They took me off the Prozac.   I wouldn’t say the world made a mockery of my breath the next day. It was a gradual sharpening of the tongue.   I believed I was fixed. I believed…