*The second promise I made to you was to be good, and I think I was beginning to grasp the fact that it might be harder than I thought before that point. In those beautiful summer afternoon hours befo...
Wonder I often wonder where my past lovers can be? Are they laying in bed still thinking of me? Most likely they’ve moved on to another way of being but I can’t help but wonder about my past lovers. W...
a habit–a checkup to check upon childish expectationsof future intangiblea bit–stalking prey on nightsof fowl memory when fingersdo not - cannot - will not touchrealityit’s insurance for a shakyhold i...
Does anyone else dream where everything is perfect? Where the people we let slip from our fingers are back as if nothing ever changed? Where our lives are sterling silver and shimmering gold? Where fl...