Micropoetry
To Cameo With Love
Our stories drift away and to the windward on a journey to find those who will listen. Now, like the … Read more
Invisible Scars
Sometimes people don’t believe, the scars they cannot see. But the irrationality of a fear- Doesn’t make it any less … Read more
Another Day
Green blades, Blue days, Yellow flowers Begin to tower. Warm days Set the stage, The birds pray To the golden … Read more
Death of a Love(r)
I don’t know which one I’d rather be A love lost Or a love forgotten Because then I’d have to … Read more