The above is a contender for the cover design of a collection of poems I hope to publish in the spring of 2018. My emotions canvass everything… Read more “Works In Progress”
Women of a Certain Age
It comes on like the summer you had your first period . This small moment when all of a sudden you realize you’re a woman, not a… Read more “Women of a Certain Age”
Mourning Song
I have given it a name. The Bleak this beast it bites and in its bullets are coffin nails. Those nails I hear them crying this sad… Read more “Mourning Song”
The Things We Leave Behind
We hear the word legacy and we think of what we leave behind when we die. Our unencumbered reality may well be this: We leave things behind… Read more “The Things We Leave Behind”
The Only Way Out
I believed the stories others told me, and those darker stories I carry with me. I didn’t understand story. My voice only sang out in poetry.… Read more “The Only Way Out”
