Category Archives: Poetry
I Imagine Some Day
I imagine some day you will believe me when I tell you my paper skin can take no more of your tears. Someday when you wipe your eyes on me and your crying is over and I am thick with … Continue reading
From Clay
I would love the way you wounded me even if I did not love you; only some kind of divine perfection must know how to bleed a man that much and still leave life remaining. God, you, the perfect sadist, … Continue reading
Your heart with my heart
Your heart fits with my heart, wounded hand in wounded hand. Your heart lives with my heart, broken sigh with broken sigh. Your heart beats with my heart, staggered pulse to staggered pulse. Your heart dies with my heart, desperate … Continue reading
Twenty-Seven Minutes Past the Hour
I didn’t realize how much time had passed. I didn’t know. It hurts my heart to think of you sometimes, wasting away. I remember you. The both of you. Like it was yesterday. As if it were. As if I … Continue reading