He gifted his skateboards, boogie boards, and surfboard to his friends. He made hard choices over what to keep, what to take, what to give away, swallowing hard, often, in his new 12 year old throat. He packed and repacked and waded through his list…

This dwelling that I exist in The windows are bright and framed with dark fluttering curtains The shutters open and close Sending a message via visual telegraph Only dreaming through filtered sun rays The walls are curved and strong A temple with art etched in…

Tarry here My dear In this story drenched night   Delay your hurried pace That moves you past Mystery’s exuberance The breeze call to curiosity   Dwell on thoughts sweet and unsolvable   Stray from the plot’s steady line   Choose again to inhabit Your…

Fun is in the finding. Fun inside an old ice chest. Fun is in the finding. Baby sister’s guest.   Babysitter wonders, Where has her charge gone? Near to death, he smothers. Gasping for each breath.   Prayer slips from his conscience, Pleading to be…

I giggle now at crazy times long ago. You’d locked me out thinking you were so smart, Not so!!!!! You changed the locks on the door. I climbed over the railing of the porch, Into the house and through the sliding glass, I was inside…

Locked out Locked out In my own space Echoes of my voices rebound Making tiny holes In the great soul of mine From whence escapes Lithe songs of innocence Alas! Time is oddly spaced And there’s no way out   Hour 6 @varenyas

On three square blocks I’ve lived a good life Home, work, grocery, liquor, books, clothes Everything I need I can get on foot Everything I don’t need too.

I’m late, I’m late Song blare, lights on I’m late, I’m late The party has started, I’m not ready, ready or not; I hope i look nice, I’m so late.  

There is a water, cool and bright, beside an orchard. Beneath those trees the sun seldom shines except to nurture fairy circles of grass, soft and thick and made for resting in. In that orchard there are many fruits, succulent, sweet, new-sprung for spring-time adoration….

Sweet praises are empty when all you do is scream them I hear you, I hear you Hold back what little dignity the gods have blessed you with I see you, I see you Forget the ravages of those dreams you abandoned for adulthood I…