No falling tears
Each day a knife walk, life and death, Step left to die or right to breath. My time will come …
Ivory Keys and Silent Pleas
The old musician plays a soulful tune; his fingers floating over ivory keys while thoughts of her, like leaves, are …
The Politics of Fishing
I have cut monofilament lines and filed barbs from fishhooks so none of them dig under my tender calluses. Later, …
A song of departure
When the touch of warm flesh has returned to your lips, And they yield as they once did on mine, …
Necessary Communication Barriers
The air is untrustworthy in the vein of neighbors, friends and strangers. Essential floats on a field of grey and …
Life Could Be a Dream
I saw before me hordes of players of an ancient game, The rules of which I could not fathom, no …
Star-crossed
You used to read out our horoscopes over lazy breakfasts with the Sunday rags. We’d giggle at “romance in unexpected …
The Angels Weep for Us
Above us, where span the lactescent arcades of the sky, Where azure and pearl frame the cloud-swelling meadows on high, …