Nothing else. I want to live like this. There’s nothing else, no time. I’ll keep reaping this fix. Nothing else. … More
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Our Sunset Songs
They sat for hours in mosquito, ridden grass, her front lawn. They sang songs about love, songs about truth, … More
Your Turn
My vacant, shiny black eyes glare down from my sitting place you assigned me, high, high above you and everyone … More
INSOMNIA
I can’t sleep. I’m thrashing around in a fury. I can’t get these thoughts to run free. They’re jumbled and … More
Face Me
It never mattered. I’m still here . I stayed despite your will for me to fall. I stood tall. I … More
Grandpa Was a Writer
The Running Game
In the winding wood maze we wander. The circles are lit brightly by the zipping fireflies. You attempt to sneak … More
By Winter’s Hand
In the distance, white fluff is powdering the cold crisp grass. The trees are bare and vulnerable to the icy … More
For Your Interpretation
I left. With one foot off the last step And my hand sticking to the railing, I let my foot … More
Pacifying Panic
I don’t want to think anymore. As I watch the walls close in and the sounds fade to white noise, … More
Fading, Never Gone…
She’s an evanescence; just a memory fizzing through your subconscious. You only remember her, when you yourself are not all … More