But somewhere, in all that anger, is the pale heart of somebody who wants to be loved.
Caught up, staring at the ones holding the upper hand, we find ourselves sliding off into another land, the never-mind … More
I am captive to this lonely heart, For it travels where my body can find no haven, And so my … More
I’m beginning to see how it is That the sea, so full to its brim, So overflowing with creatures, The … More
My sleep isn’t so much a lack thereof, but a world of nightmares that makes nothing feel like real rest. … More
She kisses with that glowing touch; A muted, thin breach of confidence. A kiss laced with smiles, Wrinkled noses, a … More
She touches you with two hands, And she cradles you in a lover’s whisper. She outlines your face in her … More
I’ve been here before; That point where my wrist twists at the touch of pen to paper. My body yearns … More