My favourite flower blooms in red, But it’s no thorny rose. Though nestled in a luscious bush, No green leaf around it grows. In your valley, it coyly hides Until a lens draws near, Its petals turning deeper pink, Dripping nectar, crystal clear. The strea...
I came from the old country and didn't understandeverything that she said when we went out. It didn't seem to matter as the car screamedfurious friction over the blacktop and her facetold me to just keep driving faster untilcity lights splashed against al...
I looked across the room at Janie. She was so beautiful and a complete contrast to me. She was the epitome of sophistication compared to my rustic look. Her blonde hair styled to perfection, and her makeup looked so natural. If I didn't see her put it on,...
Mum was right, his blaze was sweet; but, for fuck’s sake, calling him, Sugar, was character assassination. Even as a gangly foal, his face screamed white lightening. In utero, he was my mother’s horse, but the devil-may-care fire in those newborn eyes dre...
The music drowned out the sound of the storm. Bittersweet songs tinged with hope that was just out of reach filling the cab of my beat-up pick-up truck as the windshield wipers fought a losing battle against the torrent that had been unleashed shortly aft...
The march is in full swing with Charles Parker in the middle, surrounded by a crowd of overjoyed people. Some just walking, some dancing to the jolly music that comes blasting from several mobile boom-boxes, some chanting along. While it's not his type of...
It's her body's mysterious calligraphy,a flourish of what marks have made her into the feverish form folding and unfolding,humming as if the body is being sung to,some tender coda reaching past singed nervesand stars swarming against a gathering darkness....
She belongs to herself. And when she patiently opensthe entire universe before meit's almost too much to take at once. It's the moment before a supernova,before the raw matter of us is seared by celestial bliss we werenever meant to really understand We c...
It will always begin here. I watch your breath come back,mist riding the moonlight,a beautiful cry swallowedinto the deep dark night watchingyou slowly return to yourself. The small flash in your eyes,of everything between usand how such a small flare see...
I want to remember you this way,slowly pulling into the night untethered,silken hair still dancing in December wind,eyes always tinged not with lovebut something almost as sweet. Earlier we were drinking in wineand all the songs that I can't confess alway...
I don't yet know what once opened and marked you forever,like kissing the glyphs of a lost languageso quietly trying to tell my lips something. The beautiful lines of a map,gliding across and inside your skin. Beyond that permanent border,my tongue trespa...
Afterwards we seem to stray togethertowards some shapeless dream of beautiful echoes and vaporand the smallest details now seem to be more important than ever. Your silhouette in the alarm clock's glowshowing random freckles across your backlike marks mad...
It's a dangerous borderline. We're riding some rapturous tide,I'd call it a featherweight bliss you'll always seal with a kiss,something I can only describewhen the moment blooms. Before we made it to your room,the city shimmered all around youas if tryin...
“Nervous?” Abby looked up at her boyfriend as the elevated train car rattled and screeched around a turn before straightening out and heading towards the loop. “What? No. Why would I be nervous?” “A million people…” She shook her head. “I can’t imagine th...
“Time to wake up, baby.” Her voice is soft, gentle. My eyes lazily roll open, glazed over with fragments of last night's dream. Groaning, I pull the sheet over my face and rub my eyes with the heel of my palm, trying to shed sleep from my mind. “Ayla.”...
