short poems about life and love

I imagine every town has that road you cruise with your best friend, the tunes cranked loud on the radio heading to...

i. my dad always said that your mind doesn’t age, and then one day an old man stares back at you from...

i thought of you today while driving north on highway four-forty-one… green trees a blur past open windows, the radio blasting “paint...

there is beauty in forgetfulness. of letting the past slip like ashes to the floor as you venture into an uncharted future...

we talk about the past as if polaroids don’t fade or go missing from old shoeboxes left in a hall closet. but...

it’s midnight, but no stars shine with a thick blanket of clouds poised overhead. my window is open, yet no sea-scented breezes...

I once heard that if you don’t do small things, you’ll never do big things when the time comes. It might have...

a wooden bowl forgotten on the patio and filled with rainwater mirrors the moon peeking between clouds above a grove of black...