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  • Rubble unfinished

    That’s the hardest part Picking through the rubble to find scraps of once-yellow note pad paper written and abruptly, rudely, ended: Toilet paper Apples Erasers 8 batteries Trash bags Birthday card for — The…

  • beauty sleep

    When the petals died and the stem drooped, I slept Sleeping beauty sleep I awoke to gold Light too bright You offered me a dim corner When you drooped and died, Gold was gilded…

  • Nine Petals of Poppy

    I saw you today, my love I turned my face to the sun And for a moment, I was surrounded by the gift of your love For a moment, I remembered only your life…

  • Utopian Fragments Indeed

    I don’t have to wonder much bout the answer to life’s questions or the ones that haunt me in my head. That’s because all the answers have been told to me in detail as…

  • Shell on the Beach

    I’m not flashy I’m broken in pieces Buried and lost Buried and found By the softbodied me On a crowded beach With no relevance Aside from being a part of my whole life My…

  • clatter walls

    Noises in the wall Like chatter Or the clatter of chains It wasn’t haunted before I forgot garbage day Once then twice The wall absorbed the trash There are things I would rather not…

  • Three Stars

    His passing meant he had the last word And I fire on my tongue, Love and resentment’s frazzled flavor Offering more sizzle than succulence. It was a dish best served cold.

  • Something Savage

    It was a coyote Or a lone wolf Something savage It lurked in the shadows Of dead land It shouldered the shoulder of interstates and crops Its scraggly coat And lowered head Darting as…

  • Post-prayer

    If There were words to say or salvage Everything I’m almost positive I would have said them already Unless I truly hated you In silence Amen.