There was once a figure I saw in a cemetery blurred by fog. A ghost, I believe. I even approached the figure. As I cleaved through the thick fog, I came to recognize her as my deceased grandmother.       I slowed in my step and I felt nothing but my heart beating […]

     As soon as I got home and saw you, I knew I had to give myself to you. It was a hot summer day, I remember, and the air conditioner wasn’t working so it was hot in the house. When I laid eyes on you I immediately noticed your face and slender neck […]

Your emotions sputter  like flames through your eyes.    Black smoke billows like columns  through your raven pupils.    Your soul burns like paper through your insecurities.    Oh, the fire in your eyes! Like wax, your tears flow and dry in memory.  0

That gold teardrop within your eye… Shaped to perfection  as is the flame within your soul…   That white-hot firmament within… Sears my lips to taste as is the invitation within our shared gaze…   That burning desire within your body… Contagious to me as is the shared hands within our embrace.  0

Hope has warm hands that cradle.  Hopelessness has claws that pierce.    Hope has cupped it’s hands before me.  Hopelessness has lingered in my shadow.    Hope has helped me to outrun my past.  Hopelessness has become a distant scream.  0