Poem – Childhood
Thick like paint, days after the canvas was filled. Spilled like sun through grass blades to where two children…
September 12, 2012Thick like paint, days after the canvas was filled. Spilled like sun through grass blades to where two children…
September 12, 2012Everything shall collapse Even night itself Has not the strength to sustain Under such pressure. Such…
September 5, 2012Blind from years of magnetic north; long fingers wrapped in bitter cold crawling over ranging mountains in search of…
August 29, 2012We have yet to meet in freedom. No matter how many angles of your skin I study there are…
August 20, 2012Snow comes always in anger. It smothers all contradiction insists everyone accept its intrusion. When it has had…
March 10, 2012“Fathers, do not provoke your children, lest they become discouraged.” – Colossians 3:21 “Fathers, do not provoke your children…
January 18, 2012I was holding you once, like a falling leaf holds the breeze or like summer holds a sunset and…
April 20, 2011The corner of my bed is where they hid themselves, the way paper hides the words I think among…
April 6, 2011The shape of a tunnel, the water where those under the sun must stare with two black eyes, for…
March 27, 2011Deconstruction ————————— I am preparing to attend a funeral, my own, where you shall kiss me like Judas and…
March 21, 2011