(2014)
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,
I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
trust the one who seeks the truth doubt the one who says he’s found…
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
I have suffered much while upon this earth, so aching to belong. To whom, or what, or why?
I am that scruffy urchin trembling in the winter chill, with hungry eyes as wide as your fancy dinner plate, staring with an empty longing
