in shadows weepsadness speaks of sorrowin dreaded dreama envision what isn'tholding tight to hopemy heart faints under the pressureparables of eternity fall from my lipsa metaphor of fate worriesit is a blackbird taken flightwith no place to landhaunting my...

I’ve thought of you todayToo much goes onFime flies too soonAnd yetYou come unbiden and I stop and smileI write and I thinkIf only moments were you and not just words on a pageMy words cannot capture you and...

There was this woman whoI used to know.She wore cardigans andglasses, and she hada smile that wouldchill a penguin.She loved to build things.One gray winter night,she built a house ofdelusions.There were no mirrors,and everything wasplastic.The couch,the bedthe sex,the laughter,the...