in the deafening noise I cloak my hurtmy pain is not for public viewit is a heavy weight to smile when you're saddarkness lingers in all I dodepression stalks my stepsaltered perceptions nothing is the samea bite of food...

Everyone wants the sweet and delicate Until the door is lockedThen what is wanted and desired Are nails across heated skinWhispers and dark promisesI promise not to say a word.I promise to release youfrom your everyday routineI promise to...

As we ease into the summer months, I’d be remiss if I didn’t remind you to carry the essentials every poet and writer needs. If you’re old-school like some of us, don’t forget your trusty pen, a small notepad, and...