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On Vincent Van Gogh’s Painting: Mother Roulin with Her Baby (1888) Look at this child such a precious gift from god here now in kind arms look At this child such a precious gift from Read More
Tamed Creature Long gone are the days of self-indulgence Lost are the evenings spent prancing in delightful freedom Long suffering are the nights spent in martyrdom Outstanding are the moments the waves finally crash in rapturous delight Outlandish are the ideas thrown around in the tempest Overt are the scars borne in the aftermath Violent Read More
Gypsy One thoughtless kiss has fallen Sweet pressure bolstered by a silver cord Like birds loosed against my window My gaze sifts the scattered brilliance Three light years traveling to your sky Into these eyes where we first met, Salt and honey, “bend to me” I said “But not too far” I like to reach Read More
the hole in my heart holds your shape the hunger of my arms recalls the feast of your body— now, there’s not a crumb of affection. my lips fit only the puzzle of your brow, the keyhole of your navel, the glove of your mouth and without these connections have nothing to say. silence inhabits Read More

if you have not seen the earth from the sky you should go. if you have not been a slow-moving cloud you should try. if you have not been a gentle breeze give yourself the gift of flight and know the caress of leaves. land is where you end but sky is where the heart Read More
Ode to An Impossibility To me You are An embodiment Of the intangible Of what could have been Of what I still hope for Alive in my thoughts In my dreams With me always Both a comfort And a bane. A haunting prescence Missed when absent Thoroughly entangled In every waking moment




