The flowers that sit on my desk,die when I go home. They were once effervescent, lurid, plump. The water is absorbed and the contents grow shriveled. Their beauty will forever be stored in the softness of my insides. I tear up when I see the bouquets, swiftly carried through the swinging doors,I squint in the sunlight, it is […]
Staggering wildly to the cornerThe two girls giggling in the darkYesterday on the run from the partySmall hands pressed into my ownThe room is caught in the summer’s warmthIn the linoleum walls of the church basementWith folding chairsWe dance in Sunday shoes the whole night longTo upbeat songs and the light’s buzz leavesUs cast in […]
There he lay upon the fieldWith shivered spear and broken shieldAnd armor punctured o’er his heart,Punctured by a well placed dart.Glamorous life, he lived it wellWith wine-dark drink and revel unquelled,And fame he won with war-worn hands,Leading his troops across the lands.Yes, it would approach one day:That doom what steals his breath away.He lay there […]
There’s a growing cloud on the other side.It rumbles across the fence posts and barns.Bursts of light will come down on animal hiderunning away from drops, away from alarm.For now, let’s sit and wait for daylight dark,whistle with the winds as they blow the sheetsacross the yard, where chasing dogs barkin an oncoming storm molded […]
The silence that seeps into my mindkeeps me staring, looking up into the night.Snow lands evenly, knowing it will be kindto the passers. Treading their steps so light.Out here, only lampposts break the walkacross the land. Disturb the sleeping worldwhen harsh beams break. No animal stalks small their prey, icy pack, with feet unfurled.Colder the air, […]
Within the white and wintry snow,I tread along the shrouded path.My destination is unknown,but I hope it leads to you.Each step I take a quarried markas I wage through the towered banks,my leather boots leave a fine art—just to be filled anew.When it’s your turn to trek the storm,with luck you’ll find my engraved gift.look […]
All Toyota Camrys are driven by teenage girls.Girls, who can give you the definition of love by citing their best friend.The friendship that makes them consider that soulmates are not necessarily always romantic. These girls worship pop music played on the car’s crackly stereo system, and corner store snacks,The same way that devout religious figures […]