You smile a moonlit island. Tender, in a bed of gardenias.
...sitting by the sofa, bought in a fit of unfocused ambition
Fall Thunder [Poem]
Halloween falls to the children's knees and imaginations.
Silent Moonlight [Poem]
Record, she’s a creeping spider.
On Twitter Yael Asks to Be Messaged a Secret [Poetry]
I did not want a stranger to know my blue-bagged shame that began unwrapping in the car...
Pool of bateria.
I wave the the flag of surrender
Ingredients of Truth [Poetry]
There comes the breeze
Mountains up mountains down
If I were a Pine [Poetry]
If I were a pine