Trends say/ dictate/ you should iterate to find answers, get granular and…

I fear I let the ghosts follow me on my path way too long. I cared about running in endless fear.  Fear to progress, fear to

Consider it a sealed emotion nestled in the cleavage of your heart I can’t bring you flowers every day—

no sand, no silt nor proper clay

serve-up those fritters and forget the waste of your time—

Old man look in your mirror cry if you want to the mirror reflects back

Tall Florida Pines scrub the sky of it’s gray and the hawks glide and…

Life bled-out like a sack full of empty cockles. The muscles torn loose from …

The sun handed down with a gentle bobbing blaze while hot tea bags float in teacups until deciding, yes 1 cube and…

The Tarot Lady confessed my future/ from my past not lost but found/ in this mundane task of flipping these cards/ that hands…

whomever, wherever you lay, or whoever you marry loses, as the false king chooses to blow his horn and beckon your call

One by one by one, plucking them out of the briny heap grasping the jar in her emaciated hand, she claimed …

Fanfare and blank stares don’t cooperate in willing shakes of…

‘where connect’ and ‘where forgot’  live to bargain away  lives met then butchered for stats and shares that hold no water  grace replaced for unseen

I have turned into gas, it seems. No bones, no skin, words in tiny bubbles, thoughts that linger in

The street seems so mean, so, gray-black-macadam-green. It’s not warm and comforting, it’s

i beg iron-grips. molten-orange burns. i dream of being legless— running from dream to dream to dream, begging for