Mirror
Who is she with lyrical dreams and fantasies that mean nothing? Why is she nothing…
poetry
all bark, no bite
don’t fall If a tree falls / in the middle of the woods / and…
Shell of Venus
A 5-year-old, running around Grandma’s house. // A sculpture stand on the steps, a naked…
Creation of Creativity
Who is the painter of one’s life? The writer? The creator? // Do we create…
Oxygen
It’s hard for me to keep living, my oxygen’s fading away. And it’s getting harder…
Notebook
Thoughts invade my sepia silence, a blank notebook once untouched by life. I dip my…
Hora Aurea
I used to love birthdays, when the water reflected the sky like a sharp cut…
jigsaw pieces
jigsaw pieces on the floor orphaned words without a home a constellation of frenzied thoughts…
Revival
Each night I pray that I will meet my lover once again. His name rhymes…