The last breath of summer
Still, the sun spills summerthrough the muslin curtainsonto hardwood floors,still, I wear no shoesand with a glass of wine, I rest,relaxing to the wearywhisper of the wickerwork,to slumber still.as autumn […]
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Two women and an (almost) man
Embraced but later left;(such theft)a subtle trace of lipstick left;such trickshad him exposed,bereft of both,they’re goneinstead of twoin none;his vessel filled is spilled;he’s having nilexcept regret of having lostwhat he loved most. […]
Hesitant
The autumn leaves, still hesitant to leave, are like my poems desperately seeking questions better fitting every manifold of vagrant answers waiting to decay. A very short poem written for […]
A mile of your laughter
Bring me your sunrise and in evening winks of your moon. Bring me a mile of your laughter and candyflossed words. Bring me a bat of your lashes and a […]
Obituary
I read your obituary. Pleasure bubbling through my veins. You’re gone, sweet traitor. April sunshine in my face; it’s warmer than a dish served cold. You called before; asked forgiveness, […]
