It was sad to see
who she killed —
this mature woman
I thought I knew. Continue reading Mending

your form is your temple
the refuge of your soul
sweep away that old and dusty dogma of man
polish the mirror until there is none Continue reading no obscuration, no fear

the crane flies calmly through the night;
the hummingbird, tethered to nectar for flight. Continue reading no hope

but as i tear through my own mind
and lose this self inside of time
i’m scared of what is left Continue reading seriatim passage

you are turning your 180
working hard to say
i’m angry Continue reading rearview

when are you gonna make up your mind
was this the dream you wanted?
all the white horses have gone ahead Continue reading all the the white horses

i’m angry
and
i miss my friend Continue reading the dark counter

is it a crime to want to be loved?
i always did my best for YOU, and now? Continue reading the contentious one