Another name for terror
They said that after the grenade, colorless a silence crawled, odorless through dusty streets through rooms, where many still in sleep; suffocated with their lungs collapsing children, women, men. And […]
Category Archives: poetry
Habitat
When time is stretched too t-h-i-n it doesn’t break but waits, and purrs … as if to say: you cannot win unless you travel with the speed of light to […]
Superhero
I make the sense in scent, from butts and tips, from cigarettes and dogs from bloom and bloomers to unveil what’s underneath. A lipsticked stub might stink a story of […]
A one night stand
It’s like snow in April how the orchard cries when shedding petals to a night of frost wasted like the one-night stand with someone you had hoped to marry. You […]
Shadows in April
“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar A winter day I crave what little sun there is, and still […]
