Endings. Peace and quiet. They’re anything but, The raging storm that breaks through a ship. They’re the grand culmination that completes your journey. I would be lying if I ever dared to say to you that, I hate them with my whole heart. I adore…

This is Not the End of the World after Neil Hilborn   I’ve been hearing that the world is ending Mostly from a voice slightly different from my own Whispering in my left ear Right behind the eardrum I’ve heard it so much these days…

A Tragedy Once upon a time / you and I / wrote a story / within this story / we were happy / truly / happy / pictures on the wall / white picket fence / kids running around / we had it all /…

Hour One   New endings   Weeds, uprooted,  Wilt in the wheelbarrow And I clatter it down  the garden path To the green waste bin I know its fate.   Every day new weeds  With a stubborn will  To survive Every day I yank them…

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…

“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…

Now in the company of you with aesthetic odour And smart angles in white robes Hammock and syringe glued to you Chalk travelling in your in   Never had the slate to collect memories of you Never thought of you as a mortal Never seen…

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…

When I rise from the ashes just a box of matches With flames on my lashes Thingsll be better no more scars no more gashes Flying along while somebody bashes Everything I’ve said Everything I’ve done But I’ve won Haven’t I? That’s just it They’re…

I saw the shadow of Icarus on the wall Did he know he was not the first to fall Hubris… pride… arrogance… hardly new concepts He stretched his fingers up high Trying so hard to touch the sky To touch something far beyond his precepts…