Category Archives: Poetry
As All Things Do
You don’t mind if I sit here awhile and just rest my eyes, my head, my heart a little, do you? It’s just that in the grand scheme of things, you seem like a strong oak on which to rest … Continue reading
At Times
At times, the ferocity of love she still feels astounds her. The way sunlight can touch a familiar face, the faint curve of a shy smile. At times, the upwelling of adoration can eclipse the emptiness, and give way to … Continue reading
Leaving The Faith
A desperate choke a suspect thing of race-heart and boneshake leg, rattlefist and dry-mouth bare-teeth howl. (I saw the best minds of my–) We all think we remember (Never forget) But what we’re hoping for is the chance to do … Continue reading
To Myself
And don’t you aren’t you haven’t you been the one the always one who was living in the backwoods water down under place in the puddle, where it is shadows and muck and things best left unsaid all the way … Continue reading
Stumble
I keep ending up back in this place that I know — a dungeon of my own making, a place wherein I feel myself bound, muffled, and no matter how familiar the landscape, I know I will stumble, and I … Continue reading