While the snow was coming down you bought a coat of lemon-lime to trick the summer  to racing back  so we could sit outside  again in metal ...

My love, is it a violation or mercy killing, that awaits the mundane. Does the trap resemble an escape or just provide a means to an end? Is...

You’re hot / you’re not Get used to it, baby ‘Cause that’s how  The cookie crumbles To put it nicely Keeping things in perspective He liked ...

I now cling to a pillow, where once I did cling to another. There is little comfort in this last stop-off before oblivion. It's strange ...

Paltry bit of powder— the first snow. A peek through the curtain dawn is on fire coming up the tree line; but you are cold, unsettled— reach...

I don't remember a point in my life when I was not a writer. I only recall a time when I was not alone. I recall when the old folks didn...

Out in the pasture  we gallop  the wide grassy undulating bowl— me & the stallion  broken to be  a saddle horse. Mercurial.   This softe...