word of the news
Fall winds carried word of the news. They'd been drinking, and wrapped the car around a tree. An entire life, though brief, only in her late teens-- eulogized, neatly summarized, with two dimensional indifference on inky-finger newsprint. Whether read, or cast aside to read the sales flyers, or the sports ...
a distant storm
I suppose you've wondered why I might have let you go-- without trying to convince you to stay-- why I didn't give chase when the flipped coin fell on disfavor, tho still it shined, polished with pride. We've met before, love, tho the faces different; the demons, writhing behind the ...
assurances, and misgivings
assurances and misgivings promises and whispers in the darkness sometimes we spoke of forever and sometimes I can almost remember her name she danced for me in a quiet room smiling, demure in the flickering glow I could sense her vulnerability-- assurances and misgivings I turned to embrace her and ...
red heels and wilted ivory
We lay basking contentedly in the drowsy-afternoon sun, the curtains drifting gently in the giving providence of summer’s breeze; her breasts, falling in curvaceous grace, bathed in the amber glow. Her eyes closed, she accepted me watching her, coveting her essence. Determined clicking of sultry heels approached on the walkway ...
mute
late-August's sun graced sandy-pine shadows lighting upon her hair, windblown it took me a moment to realize amid her hazel-eyed kindness amid the tangle of muddled words she was deaf and she spoke, as I listened still, she’d heard all I'd said though I hadn’t yet spoken she locked eyes ...
simplicity
imagine, for a moment a mutual admiration a sincere appreciation without the imprisonment of expectation a kinship, a blood bond between we-- beautifully flawed humans might we try this, just once,-- are we not worth this? I'd thought us both to be wishing a bit of simplicity and perhaps in ...
deserts of a soul
night in the desert is a black loneliness without a top surface through which to spirit to heaven's amber promise and without sides, endless tho with a tenuous bottom and for which there is no apt metaphor tho, this desert is-- us speeding across the Sonoran tall cacti, loosely huddled ...
brazen, and sublime
it’s a cold wind from the west tonight not a wolf’s howl nor a fool’s whistle but a dark tide’s swell a rolling rhythm of haunting souls their mingling moans-- unintelligible tho understood, each still known and then each-- becoming muddled with the next and betwixt, an absence a silence, ...
Beyond Horizon Fall
Firstly, if that's a word, she doesn't want your money. All proceeds from sales of this book benefit the fight against addiction, starting with Kids Caring Foundation and Stand up to Addiction. A friend wrote this book of her struggle, and as importantly, the struggle her daughter faced in overcoming ...
blunt trauma
this isn’t my kind of bar my teeth are crooked blunt trauma and my nose has been broken from putting my face through a windshield the lady next to me is fussing, nasally squealing because her drink has no olive the glasses are clean too clean all the talk the ...