Category: Poetry

Trauma defies the strongest adjectives, a verse unworthy of our lexicon. There’s history maneuvering behind the eye, a tree that’s lost it greenery, silhouettes heightening upon the evening grass, birds perching on the edge of...

On nights a cloud would cover up the stars an autumn rain would spell out s-o-l-i-t-u-d-e on vacant windows, shadows looking out and taking note of you, their attitudes much sharper than the shifting shapes they took. The heavy...

What keeps me here could be the morning birds, five pairs of wings ascending toward the sky without an explanation, trees now dumb without their cries or songs, a bird-less yard imprisoned with its August silences. What ties me...

baby hold on I didn’t tell you you could go I need you here with me just a little bit longer to look in those eyes and know just what you’re thinkin’ to tell you one more time how much you mean to me baby hold on I didn’t tell...

I hold on, tight leaning in arms wrapped around you your hand on my thigh squeezing my leg in that way you do and I hear you laugh and let go coasting down no handed and as my head screams “Hold on!” my arms lift to float, too...

memories float in unbidden like the one just now of when we’d lie on the couch, together feet to head and head to feet and you’d read to me from White Dragons I loved it most when the words made you cry because they touched your...

please be brave enough to step into the tender space that grief creates and walk beside me these fragile days do not ask me what I need I do not know I only know that my heart is shattered and it’s lonely trying to knit it...

“Love is born into every human being; it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature.” ― Plato, The Symposium      What is the magic that draws two...

my love has grown so deep as the snow banks outside this window. Just now I scared a deer close to the glass. Helping you with your shirt collar, buttoning your cuffs, pulling down your sweater, who knew life would come to this?...

Cathedrals, mosques, mosaics, stained glass           windows, stones, ruins, paintings,           statues, blend and blur, or disappear. Was I ever here? There? Did I ride a camel           before the Great Pyramid of Giza? Did...