lay me down

oh sweet ideas which of you will come out to play lay me down in the sun, sand, and sky when i flip the world upside down it’s still blue and I’m swimming… Continue reading →

untitled (affair)

our love was a flower, withered before it bloomed a garden, a graveyard feelings born buried in a tomb a fruit, not yet ripe, already rotten a seed planted in its grave never… Continue reading →

retiring from the pursuit of happiness

the city turns to gold when the sun goes down and the moon looks closer another monument in the sky i find peace in feeling small and less alone next to heroes made… Continue reading →

something wonderful

there were days weeks, years like tornadoes apartment like an iSpy book where is what  what am I looking for in the world  or on this counter, floor cluttered rooms, scattered mind in… Continue reading →

a better place

Written with DeMaur (Maurice Roper) what if I had it all, would you love me? what if I said it all? would it mean anything? on this journey trying to find my way… Continue reading →

a city of Ben’s

our first date we talk and talk and talk have a drink it’s a miracle to feel understood like this and to be thirsty with curiosity  I sip your story and a glass… Continue reading →

blossom identities

in this spring, i want to bloom too like the cherry blossoms different identities, i try them on and i pull their petals off i love me and then again, i love me… Continue reading →

souvenirs of a past life

my skeletons aren’t in a closet but in a suitcase carried with me everywhere i go and i never feel alone i have the company of my mistakes home is where the hope… Continue reading →

thoughts on a plane

the moon is barely in the sky tonight and i can’t tell if it’s waxing or waning and much like that, i also feel barely here and can not tell, if i too… Continue reading →

LINE CREEK, a sanctuary

early morning where my dreams meet the dawn golden and green the forest is my sanctuary tree branches above, like rafters of a church light shining through the leaves like stained glass windows… Continue reading →