DEAD SNAKES

lonely eyes i once had a woman tell me i had lonely eyes i laughed and told her she could do something about that ...

Liberation In his eyes reflect a time with turbulent skies, where he, a weary traveler, roamed with an aching heart and burning de...

A Last Litany This morning: take the smell of coffee brewing. Or something in the way we norm and grasp. The taste of salty tears...

                        Straightening up   We learn this early, or perhaps never at all, The fine art of putting things away whe...

Mom and Pop They got along fine lying  down  but sitting up  or standing, well  that was quite  another thing. Talking made th...

 The Chills Speeding minds racing take breathes, bodies dance like the waves of the ocean as you breathe I breathe we harmonize a melody...

two kisses feeling both sides of your affection steam train slowly we start to know each other confession for ...

In God We Trust In God We Trust the slogan on our money, in truth, a bald faced lie, the birth of a child, no longer a sa...

Into The Flood Again   I am sad.  I am sad because I am utterly obsessed. I am sad because it will never be An internet quiz on...

The Swan I go to that coffee shop every day. The coffee is never made The same way And the girl behind the counter Always has a di...