Words
Out of time
He most definitely knew what hit him. His family and friends would seek solace in the standard untruth that “at least he didn’t feel...
Mother’s Persian Rugs
Mother wouldn’t have liked
those three men—
with their long grizzly beards
and big Milwaukee guts,
not to mention the mud
they tracked all over
Mother’s Persian rugs.
That day it...
Sun Gazing
Sunlight’s fingered rays reaching through the clouds tired of being cold I turn my eyes toward the deep blue skies yearning to break free from this Santa Fe world there is...
Two Minutes to Midnight
Under the super-blue-blood-moon the truth eclipsed,
Two minutes left to love you
( time enough, perhaps, to contemplate , why ..
Just footsteps in to...
Instrument of Vibration
In reverie I drum with open handsall over my naked chest legs stomach,beating into this life a rhythm,percussing the guts beneath my skin...
my...
Whether The Storm
surf churns with ever sharpened howling windparallel waves crashing and screaming rainlike tiny honed ice crystal blade cut thick skinwhile storm on rise at...
human tweeting
going through your instagram feed desperately trying to reconstruct your history artfully revealing yourself through clever angles and snapchat filters.
what happens when children lose sight of themselves via the...
Yours for the Taking
I keep myself busy long enough to not remember the time.
I keep track of minutes best in the mountainsfeeling them passing like a rhythm...
A Song to the Twilight
Ruby studded sky,
the horizon calls to me.
It knows my name by heart.
I have stood here all eternity,
watching a coral glow of evening,
as geese fly...


















