Years ago I was homeless at age 23. I panhandled and prostituted myself to stay alive in the streets of Springfield. It wasn't until towards the end that my guardian angel swept me off my feet… One late night, cold...

My muse, my cloak - when you’re here beside me, Think of these shadows you cast upon me, out of a smothered light Are forbidden pleasures of yours as much as can be. Like a glove you love to wrap me within...

Dawn in your waking eyes, dusk in your dying eyes. Our eyelids peel in daybreak and embrace in nightfall.   There was an aurora of tears in your dusking eyes. Now a velvety blackness behind those fallen eyelids.   Now a death-like still in those tear-wells. Now a life-like rush in bulging...

They say a bottle is a bottle.A bottle is a sippy cup.And even if you dress them up. The negativity is still on the hunt.For a sippy cup with syrup is still syrup.Alcohol or juice. Pill diet or produce.And when the...