Summer Dream

Soft breeze plays gently with my hair. I close my eyes and imagine your hands brushing through the strands. The rustling of leaves in the wind whisper faintly, a reminder of your low melodic voice in my ear, breath tickling my neck. The sun behind…

2022 Poem Eight

CW: Illusions/references to domestic violence Reflections on One More Theory on Pandemic Polyamory   I’m sorry I did that. Nothing I write could change anything I said or did. Or, more accurately, didn’t do. How could I have chosen to believe her? Over you? I…

Where have I been

So you want to know where I’ve been ? I been chasin. I been gamin. I been playin. I been waitin. I been here I been there I been absolutely nowhere… I been hi and lo lookin for someone. Been to hell and back Been…

Something Found

The found, do not ask to be. The found are castaways from a doomed voyage through the known unknowable seas of symbiotic humanity. Any port in a storm, as they say. You just so happened to be the port I needed. The found, do not…