Did I Dream You Dreamt About Me?      Holding still for Autumn to open her legs   to taste the warmth between her thighs,   as secret lovers’ letters   etched upon leaves    waiting for their fall      Biting my initials into tree’s neck   pulling branch wrists towards that cave   where pale orange...

Freebird I had love and affection...I think...but I didn't understand it.  It wasn't whatI knew. I am sorry I hurt him but Ijust couldn't relate. I didn't fit in. There isn't a sappy sweet side to me.  If there was, I'd...

I wish you could feel the texture of my silences and trace the scars of my pauses where the urge to speak ripped and tore knowing it was useless but begging to be heard