An Uncommon Haiku
I want nothing more Than to experience this life Free, and loved, and grand.
Headlong
when the commuter rail goes by, running for its life, screaming in its mechanic way, i stand at the edge of the platform, let it pull my...
Meditations
There is a special sense of something–– Of bees bumbling in primrose promises Above Earth and warm grassy curls Where leaves unfurl and...
Church
reflections of dusk on white coated lawns a snowy hilltop church illuminated by the moon and deep blue sky a single street lamp a lone...
The Book of
1 The arthropods are a class of related invertebrates, 2 Here is a diagram of what the human heart looks like under the lens of love 3...
Cape-Cod Street
Six-foot-four, wispy comb over, gentle gray eyes. Laughing barefoot, sprinting down the Cape-Cod street. Burning blacktop scorching toes,...
Jane Eyre
I am sick of hearing that you would have been more interesting had you accepted that you were built for labor and not for love. You do...