today | even though i have not cried | i feel wrung out | like a dirty dishrag | used and tossed aside | and though i...

A firefighter’s promise is something I think about almost every day When the man I love goes off on a call, most certainly into harm’s...

When I see a hundred birds I wonder what they say It looks like they all trust The one up front to lead the way I put trust in little...

White crested banners of Poseidon, Drape the nerves, Of peat moss sand, Lick the source, Of all stature, Our pebbled feet could afford,...

Nocturnal nebulas enclose — do they enclose? — on a queen-sized bed to breathe life into only one of the bodies there. The other remains...

I spend a lot of time trying not to be the kind of girl who needs you To become the traits that I see in other women, traits that I...

The moon, a fingernail of light tonight, appears, and I return home late. I don’t have anywhere else to be, and you don’t have anywhere...

Depression is comparable to the Titanic. Not the actual sinking of the ship with an onset of panic and a...

I tiptoe to the door of your heart And sneak in through the keyhole, climb under the soft, white blankets and kiss your fingertips one by...

To the boy that didn’t Or couldn’t Love back the way I can Days, nights, weeks, months, years Your ego put my worth in the corner Sit,...

Everyday there’s someone new who doesn’t know. Everyday there’s someone new who needs to be told old news. Everyday there’s someone new I...