Carnal
Folder: Hambre del Alma It is not what awakes me in thenight,the chaos of sleep It is how my body searches for yoursHow your hands ignite me, andfill my nerves with tiny explosions You know this...
View ArticleLove, As a Bird
Folder: The Every Now and Thens I don't know if love canbe a passing thingCan you release it, like a wild bird?And can you not look at other birds again,wondering if yours has come home Am I to wake...
View ArticleThe Fourth Year
Folder: The LettersEven so,We have lost the tides my friendWe used to pretend to break the thrust withour tiny feetand dare one another on a cold day toimmerse our bodiesThose days, like infinite...
View ArticleBroken
Folder: ShortiesOn the wall a yellow clicking clock strikesa midnight hour I know all about yellow clocksso intricate,like flesh,designed for the passage oftimebut time can break a girl of any sort It...
View ArticleSentiment
Folder: Shorties Write of me,like you remember who I am andthe ten years past Perhaps it is a secret darling,another part of me thatgoes in your box ofunwanted things Bury it forever then. Either I am...
View ArticleThe Sea Is What Empties Me
Folder: Hambre del Alma I cannot say what it is thatfills my grey lungsOr what part of this wretchedmachine has gone missing like cold stone under thigh,I shiver away from youliving and reliving a...
View ArticleMany Eternities
Folder: The Letters Without thought,my hand reaches across thebed to touch you to give your heart everything it wants I forget you are not thereand I am only dreaming some lonesome dream,where I could...
View ArticleSoul Patch
There may be only emptiness leftAfter the work is done,after the morning philosophies,I may just be nothing after all And I don't careabout this soul patchor midday epiphanyor the fact that my life...
View ArticleJonah
Folder: Hambre del Alma Tonight I shift oustide myselfI become Jonah in the whaletearing flesh against fleshDo you hear me?I sceam beyond the lungs,beyond the limits of my own bodyI can become...
View ArticleLonely Eyes
Folder: Shorties What else is there- beyond infectious memoriesThe mold that keeps these bones togetherThe sunrise and sunset of every aching dayAnd me underneath the veil of lonely eyesplunging my...
View ArticleSmoke Stone
Folder: Shorties smoke stone facegazing downwardswe touch the light in our hair maybe you and I, in a different life But I survived the hooligans on street cornersI brushed away the drunken breath of...
View ArticleCraven
Folder: Only On a Sunday.... My voice,too feathered,too soft,for you to hear what it wantsI stay below groundoff the radarand dare you to look foranything that may be left between us I am in the...
View ArticleLeaving You
Folder: Hambre del Alma I am leaving youbecause I can't stand the sight of you,or the pitch of your voiceor the way your eyes pop out oftheir stupid socketsMy screams echo off the walls,and bounce...
View ArticleLove, A Little Late
Folder: The Every Now and Thens I thinkin the end,she had simply missed the thrill of love Love, on all accounts,had failed massivelyand wherever it went toshake down it's piecesruffling them off like...
View ArticleScarlet
Folder: Shorties I have scarlet dreamsbut no one to tell No one can withstand this heator look deeply into my eyes and survive another unmaimed heartbeatI know how it feels when it hurts to breathe,...
View ArticleDark Tides
Folder: Shorties I am waiting by the shore,watching dark tides fold inI watch them clamber on topof one another as ifthey vie to reach something My soul mirrors these watersTorrent yet smoothvast...
View ArticleThe Heaving Train
Folder: The Letters In retrospect,I look back at each lineEach carefully placed lieand find the air around me electricsucking the life out of lightbulbseverynightIt has gotten expensive, loving you...
View ArticleFriday Night Lonesome Blues
I've got themsitting in pitch blackand every song hits home I'm open baby, like a bookYou can look right through meUse merender me senselessSprawl me outand go downsouth, where ittastes like candy...
View ArticleFor My Mother
Folder: The Every Now and Thens Even the soft rustle oftrees can drown outthis cosmic pulseEver so quietly,it beats against boneIt coos like a lonely birdblends in with the fabric ofmy body And it is...
View ArticleEvery Morning I Wake Up Choking And....
Folder: Shorties I don't know how to wipe thetaste of love from my mouthwhen I am constantly swallowing thesilence of yours
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