These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
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…
Hello, can you see me here? Please, might you stop awhile. I am the one you pass by daily as you hurry homeward bound. I am that one who’s least of us.
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 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…
A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,
You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…
I gaze down now upon the cracked and battered shell of the fearsome fiery dragon that once held me in her sway. It’s remarkable just how frail
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
My garments have been stripped awa… along with any hope of tender merc… These feet made bare and sorely bl… It’s time again to bear your earth… Still it seems you know not what y…
