Branching Out

I don’t frown,shadowing concrete and crunching leaves,all about this small town. I’ve made my bed.I’ve paid our dues.I spared your …

You Chose

Chose not to be lostStuck in some dizzy daydreamWasn’t fathoming fantasizingHands shakingsweating sweetly, thinking about on my own Rose colored …

Go

Static, surreal air,open eyes,black skies, There’s too much to bare. Boredom trumps the excited sun,in daylight, fingers drum I’m hungry …

Our Sunset Songs

  They sat for hours in mosquito, ridden grass, her front lawn. They sang songs about love, songs about truth, …

Grandpa Was a Writer

Prince X

She was sitting in a light room filled with people whom bore familiar faces. They were laughing and so was …