I. Mars Has Gravity, TooThey said,“Welcome home.”As if home were a dooryou step throughand not a planet whose atmosphereyou must relearn how to breathe.Mars has gravity, too.It just pulls sideways.I left the forests.Left the moss that knew my weight.Left...

i can't rememberthe sound of your voiceor the way that i'd feelwhen you'd enter a roombut once in a whilei smell that perfumeyou used to wear(and just maybe still do)it's usually when i'm in a crowdand i scan all...

The sitting room was sealed in quiet grace—A shrine of plastic, glossy, airless chill;The doilies kept their lace as if in placeBy vows his grandmother had willed to will.He knew the dream; he knew the dream knew him—A lucid...

Awake from dreamsOf loving you,And hate the morning sun,For you wait in the twilight,And still whisper, "Lover, come ...Back to the place we started,And to where our love began;A place within our dreamsMade of the Sandman's sand."ღ ღ ღResting...

Let me walk with you and tell you what I see,His story much more beautiful than me...They will not cry, it's trained out of them.SAS ghosts and Paras grim, and withCSOR retirees reborn to lead them...“last“ photo snapped, “last“...