Closet full of CDs broken jewelry pieces old clocks radios flip phones paint and glitter waiting to be reborn as the most fabulous wind-chimes and Tchotchkes Gift shopping dilemma solved If I could just find my glue gun

I didn’t want to feel so much; And, maybe, it’s imagined, construed But it’s something to have a thought jump to mind And it isn’t, by far, the only time. I feel easily, it’s true; And I’ve been hurt so recently That maybe I’m latching…

It only had one font though two were available make an error, you’d have to erase it or simply start over again It had bells to warn you of impending margin disasters clicked like a zipper when aligning or removing paper There were ‘portable’ versions…

In the excavation of a closet packed with my siblings’ left-behind belongings I found a floppy disk carefully labeled in my sister’s middle school hand (bubble letters were all the rage) which read: PRIVATE: do not read!!! Perhaps if I was the kind of sister…

Café in Paris Lips lined in revolution red sealed the envelope with a kiss slid it across the table a solitary tear dropped like a sparkling diamond “We knew this day would come, I must go” And like that she was gone

Crimson edifice, monument to a long-gone past; Cast-iron anomaly that guards the village store. What use have you today, whose last call made was by someone trying to find a w h o r e; a number picked at random from the posted cards? The…

You try and try to stay alive! But, none can beat the sun. Just lay a strip for miles and miles In stone we’ve laid before. Some brilliant child of how’s and why’s Will know how to explore. It’s up to us to educate And…

When you’re not here, I can barely breathe – And that’s the trouble, because: When you’re right beside me, I can barely breathe, Yet, I wish you were all there was. The scent of your hair is intoxicating, The sound of your laugh makes me…

i didn’t say it back. i think that i thought that i felt it & if i said it i’d mean it but i wanted to give her more than words; she deserved that. so i wrapped my words in fear and hesitance. and made…

Translated from the Lycan Book of Poetry And for what? Dictate to me, Wolf, vindicate me from the cell in which my soul hast died over and over What hast thou given? To such an ancient cause as the squabble between beasts! We are of…