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

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

we see what we want to see at a traffic light or by the beach or cruising eighty miles an ... CONTINUED

that's just how it goes (i suppose)... say when right next door or way across town a life slips ... CONTINUED