Willowed will
Willow me from wont, let be just you and me; let old be gone send silver, gold and let us see, in billows, fields aglow, the way, from habit to […]
Category Archives: poetry
Our second sun
It’s the blisters forming, second, sometimes even third, degree; like drinking moonshine or the tom yum gai on swollen tongues. It’s chap of lips. It’s claws extending from the mushroom […]
At the therapist
You say it’s only healing while I pick at scabs coping, hoping that someday I’ll learn to live with stitches, stretch of scars and this: my skin’s too thin to […]
Wishful thinking
I wish my wishful thinking could be more, much more than this, my sinking into wistful drinking. I wish I had more restless vigor, urge of yearning, a will to […]
When I met the Milky Way
I have read about the Milky Way, I’ve have fantasies of stars, I know that they should twinkle, but only once I’ve seen the magnitude of stars, the Milky Way, […]
