Late morning O'clock Wrapped in flannel sheets  as soft as my little cat's belly chilled by the outside Winter all untucked and naked...

As my troubles subside, As my frightened dog mellows and behaves, As my friends draw lovingly closer, the world around me is evolving in...

He was blonde but darker once revealed. No threads could cover his indelicacy.

The wind comes in the window with a wispy, low sound like breath rushing down a flute making an off-key sound. Something is not quite...

We are both yellow, tarnished from our deceit.

It never comes as black or white. It comes not in colors either. It appears as an endless spectrum of kinetics with no visible extremes....

Nothing felt right, so I painted my nails. As they were drying, I felt accomplishment. "I did something." Once dried, there was simply...

Discard your feigned moral compass and let me take you to places that reside in fantasy and play. We will leave behind all pretense and...

Your politics bled on the cloth of the table I set for you so I serve you a meal of reason and suggest you to take your hand off your...

I stood by you seeing your starched blue and green shirt, dirty from time, as stiff as your mind and soiled from your eagerness. Too...

My “I love you more” is not a comparison not just a phrase not to appease not to simplify It is “I love you more”… than any fleeting...

My hair was dyed auburn red, curled and sprayed. My eyes colored, lashes long, face painted like the girls shown pretty-perfect in...

Your eyes, avert and shy. Next time, look at me. I want to know your worth. Your hair, tied and tight. Let it down. I want to see you...

You are as dear to me as the sight of a lemon tree adorning the shades of Belize bright as the Caribbean Sea isles so colorful just as...

He asked me, "What are your dreams, your dares, your designations?"  I told him I don't let anyone know that much about me. I asked him,...

A Poet's Conundrum Rhymes and riddles paint depictions down the pages. Plain is all they want. The Irony The bright sky above exposes our...

The head. The heart. The bones. Everything aches tonight.

From whisper sings that future call a begging shared lest time would halt. Now tethered fancy from whence took flight left heart and...