Clear water help me clean my dusty hands The moon laughs above and the fluorescent bacteria light the world below The last of the rations have expired long ago And my only cabin mate, a hermit crab, has found a shell in a distant land…

We’ve been floating for how long? Hours, but it no longer matters for the tourists we are and travelers we pretend to be. I make an attempt at assembling a sentence about an itinerary as remote as the pebbled rooftops and forgiving root path we…

Just above the valley Just beyond the hills Just outside of a sunken place Close by but not enough to feel If you stay afloat If you keep your sail If you stay inside of the boat Move forward without fail There are stars above…

she lay, a hill in the half light an echo of laughter creased her brow a rag crumpled, against the wooden floor lips parted a drop of blood kissing the still soft strands of hair dressed in the memory of a mothers love, knit one…

Bowled over by the truth Decimated by the lie The burden once thought able to bear Has knocked me down – left me to die I now lie in agony Weighed down by your sin Your love was always shallow Yet I believed I could…

Molasses eyes, vertiginous depths, tender in gaze, opened to me, abated my fear, born inside. Velvet hands of strength smoothed my tears; you spoke of hope and held me close. Distance called, left me cold, until heaven claimed you, and the earth kept you. Scarring…

With a series of follies She was to agonize But otherwise She was, One amongst the Wise With the sparkle in her eyes Unseen were her tries And a mouth full of lies Unheard were her cries To the broken ties She said goodbyes But…

I scroll through all the pictures, Trying to decipher their messages. Trying to really see them, yet Uncomprehending what they mean. A photo of a boat on the azure water catches my eye. Immediate, visceral outrage Oil spilling on the pristine waters. (Oil spills are…

Dead from the inside  I am numb. A complete shut down unresponsive to the external. Immovable, life wasting away. Tired eyes and hungry heart all dead in a row. No thirst to quench no dreams to conquer powerless in one way powerful in another -…

I noticed you the Spring following At first, I believed myself foolish to think you’d go to the trouble You were always so quick to go unnoticed If at all possible The Quiet Man, mom would call you Just like the movie You’d land on…