I have nothing left in me
I have nothing left in me But I walk the long way home to seize the day ignore the news […]
rhymes
Quest for Hardening a Soft Spot
Peeled eyes, clumsy hands stubborn heart, late at night can’t think right, so I write Confusion and fear over a
Poetry, Thoughts
Some People: A Poem
Some people love so hard the first time they don’t know how to do it twice. Some people are hard
3AM Thoughts: Monsters in Your Head
It’s the 3AM thoughts that leave a lump in your throat, eyes that won’t shut, habits can’t adjust a brain
Thoughts
Homesick, Evidently
For my books, please go to Books Eight years ago, I was working and living in Spain, and at some
Poetry, Thoughts
R and B – Things that Are but Shouldn’t Be
Sunday work in the morning breeze. Sushi made with cheese Autoimmune disease Monolinguals in these seven seas Prepubescents all over
How is a Story Born?
How is a story born? A story is born… When we do things we shouldn’t do. When you look at
Non-Fiction, Thoughts, What's The Story?
Your Own Rhythm
Sit down and write even when you have nothing to whine about, they say. But it’s hard. Especially, after some
Poetry, Thoughts
One Minute to Midnight
Appreciated, discriminated Fascinated, aggravated Infatuated, humiliated Motivated, devastated; Words can’t express How much, the distress Feelings you can’t undress Become
Poetry, Thoughts
Mortal Impossibilities
Surprise me. Take me to the moon so many promises have failed to climb. Show me the sunset at sunrise.