Poems

Glass broken doesn’t Cut as deeply As a shattered heart does, Worse, The blunt pangs Of unresolved desire, The black and blue br...

She makes me feel   like a lost dog she gives a bowl of water to when she agrees to meet me   at the bar after all, I'm just n...

  I missed the warning signs, back then, and even later, thunder rumbling through the valley after those brief flashes on the horizon. I c...

    I still see faces in the clouds which float over this wide river, clouds reflected in the rippled surface of water constantly stirre...

  I still imagine you with someone else, and it still hurts, my imagination so vivid I might draw it out, where you engage, the sound of y...

   I am at the bottom of the cliffs, churching along on a train I take so regularly I almost sometime forget she used to live up top of it...

   I’m not the one   who chooses You do Girl picks boys And he’s lucky To have her, The painted lips The shadowed eyes, Th...