we always go back to the point in time when everything crashed when we ignored the clashes and kept on going as if we were immortals and we are not

I made my way down to the stream I wanted some time to loaf and dream I settled myself upon the bank Stared at the water, giving thanks. A shadow suddenly darted nearby The edge of the stream where I lie I leaned down for…

Sweet like morning dew on blades of grass before the ladybugs come to drink. On our lapels, the stars we used to keep in our eyes, safer where they can at least be washed and pressed. The glens roll in the spring, white then purple…

And we learned of finalities not in the goodbyes not in the farewells no, we learned of finalities beacause we loved because we felt because we hoped

Finally. The pitter patter of little feet are heard only in the echo of my memory. I am an entertainer and it is time to put on the mask that hides Kim and creates Special K. This is what I long for during those hours…

Is he a drug addict? Is he depressed? Is he a murderer? All questions posed by poised college students reading what can only be their first taste of one Edgar Allen Poe. They don’t understand his fixations, his musings into the human psyche. “Why would…

Words are dwindling They speak in nonsense now Persnickety Palindrome Acquiesce I am feeling haughty Likened to Heliotrope My message is unclear Just throw some words Onto the page Any word will do Santa Fe Snarled Snafu Poetry is about words Who cares if they…

My grandmother made me a quilt before I was born. Blues and greens greeted me into this world, Helped me learned how to crawl, my first word, how to walk. A labor of love, created for the idea of a human, I wasn’t real and…

Hey, Dude. I know its tough when someone dies. You’ve done that before but that was old people you knew would die. Different when it’s somebody your own age, really different when it was one of your best friends. I know it was tough not…

Nonsense The Fish-Footman began by producing from under his arm a great letter, and this he handed over to the other, saying, in a solemn tone, “For the Duchess. An invitation from the Queen to play croquet.” The Frog-Footman repeated, in the same solemn tone,…