In Between and Hold You Dear
"This is the doorway time, the passage from youth to adulthood Where we use words we almost understand and display…
Category: Original Lit
Nectar & the Tonality of Sex
"There's a river in France called Touch... I'd hoped to have seen you there with your hands spread Memories of…
The Many Lives Before
"The screen is pitch black. In the moment before Creation we begin to hear a faint, heterophonic melody. It becomes…
My Original Best Buddy
"Time went by and he got sicker. He stayed in the bed a lot more at that point. I remember…
The Tin Man’s Heart
"Long, black wires curled around a slender, thin frame. Hollow beeps were the dim lights shining, looking for sun. An…
Dialogue Poem
"This used to be the place you would take me when life seemed small Life always seemed better with you…
One-Liners, Sal, 65 Feet
"My Daddy believed in self-improvement, so he made me swim ten thousand miles. He believed that because we were genetically…
The Waiting Room
The waiting room was a lie. Colorful, soft chairs. Soft lighting not to blind the eyes. White, tiled floor. Small,…
Too Gone Too Long
It was a large imposing building; however it was not readily seen by just anyone. Walking down the street, it…
The Ant’s Parable
It came to pass that the Fire Ants ran out of structures to build with their bodies once the World…