I fall for you like rain falls from the sky, without a choice or a single dought in my mind. I fall for you like leaves falling off trees, but I know when I fall you'll be there to catch me before I hit the ground. Because when I fall for you,... (more »)
You awaken to a black void.
As your eyes adjust to the velvety darkness,
You discover a golden door to a world of possibility.
As you step boldly over the threshold,
You see a yellow road paved with chipped... (more »)
I’ve been bargaining with the sun ever since
I can remember.
I’d sit by large windows as a child whispering deals to the clouds –
who had swallowed the sunlight in their passing –
to let yellow flood the world... (more »)
We go through the years like flower petals
pulling at each by each
The distance leaves us feeling unsettled
With a trail sprinkled purplish-peach
We go through the months like cinema popcorn
Eating away at the flavor
The kernels... (more »)
Wheresoever I travel, behind me
I leave a trail of literary castaways,
each line an outcast,
a mutineer caught in the act of rebellion
breaking the cage of
white clashing teeth,
dancing with a darting tongue,
a fencing match... (more »)
There’s a chair
for a writer who paints
And a table
for a chef who plays chess
A piano for an idiot
and poker for the queen
Flowers painting sidewalks
cement painting lawns
And a mandolin with
daisies plucking at the... (more »)
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In the beginning, you are with me.
Origami hands and gutterball diversions.
An elastic ego, an idle id,
a coruscating consequence of winter.
In the beginning, you are near.
You are the rustle of the trees,
tangle of these tresses,... (more »)
take a sip of nectar,
coat your throat in words
puff of perfumed breath
but i —
i vomit shattered speech
stumble over broken bits
trip on them on my way... (more »)
Dial the clocks back. Past the millenniums
of timeline’d tableaus, far enough
to careen past the coal-tainted clouds
and Pompeii’d ash,
crucifixes sprouting from stone hills,
naked boys forgotten in their run
among the... (more »)
The meal is blessed.
I sit quietly.
I begin to say something important,
It’s been so cold lately.
I try again a few moments later, and I am lucky to
So how does the food taste?... (more »)
gradual ticks of a pale-faced clock
accompany the dog barks, intrusive,
softened by the sun’s yellow glow.
corners of posters ripped carelessly
held permanent by scotch tape
framing the blank space.
do you remember the year of... (more »)
i hear drunken chimes and raw, uncut glass
sliding across the floor like velvet cake.
quivers, in my legs,
loose jelly bundles, pressed finely,
into the edges of the soft round counter.
i stand alone,
and dark shadows creep,... (more »)
He was a poet.
And how should I have known that when our
eyes would meet and a thousand words would reach my mind?
A million steady sonnets humming sweet
melodies of eloquence
Billions of love letters that would make our love for... (more »)