About Michael Guerin

as one who has toiled in the fields borne of sweat and steel and labored beneath a yellowing ... CONTINUED

a cold drizzle sheets bare branches hung like copper wire and devoid of crows. three straight ... CONTINUED

beneath a tear-stained sky the night cracked open wide a thousand points of light can't dispel ... CONTINUED

too easy to leave one who's already lost but when love's the rage and nothing else matters and ... CONTINUED

beneath yellow streetlamps damp oak leaves glisten stuck on pavement like confetti. summer ... CONTINUED

without a single word your clear brown eyes reach out across this distance and cut me to the ... CONTINUED