It was yesterday we Laughed away old memories, For a minute I wanted to believe You stepped away for a breeze, Now I cry about you, Wishing I could bring you back, Normal doesn’t feel right, My life is way off track. I tried to…

Have you seen me? Curly hair, blonde, a gap in my teeth Blue eyes, a sparkle in them, hope A vision towards the future. Have you seen me? Brown eyes, black hair, perfect smile Strait hair, straight shoulders Intelligence glimmers behind posture Have you seen…

WRAPPED I stole myself away. They didn’t know how strangled I felt. The umbilical chord still attached wrapped tightly round my neck.   I didn’t mean to hurt anyone or put fear in their hearts. I wanted freedom, I wanted a new start.   I said…

“As if it matters!” Lucy screamed. Her sister in tears. Her mother, dead. Naturally dead. “I’m here now.” She said. Profoundly true. A fait accompli Not easily accepted. “I’m not dead,” whispered she, In a voice cracked, Strained with decades Of watching… and waiting.

where is your name, slave girl? you’ve gone missing taken from your family not remembered enough to even have a name purchased, war bounty from a raid attentive to your mistress who didn’t have a name either, wife of Naaman; through compassion you became blessing,…

There’s a face on my milk carton, Every time I turn it around, That face stares at me. There’s a face in the grocery store, Every time I walk through, That face stares at me. There’s a face at the Post Office, Every time I…

With the moon as our extended torch, we proceeded with our plan to visit the Pangong Tso lake We hoped to view the glory of sunrise, enjoy the beauty of friendship between the lake and the rays Our Jeep ate up the miles from our…

A solar ring reflected on the water As he approached Through a canopy of pines. “Don’t panic!” he demanded. The moon’s perfect orbital Shadow fell upon the placid lake. And my heart quickened Beneath my breastbone. “Can you spare a double A?” I nodded, silently, as…

under the moon on the lake side in the jeep lies the spare tire so panic doesn’t really strike but under the canopy on that very spot – i discover bits and baubles extra skin and tufts and knobs i discover reminisces i never knew…

The bright moon, shining in all its glory Hovers over the pristine lake I sit beneath a canopy of stars The atmosphere still as can be Normally, at this hour, I hear the wolves But this night, all is still They’re never a threat, always…