in flux
outside my window a cold gale rattles wooden shutters. a dog’s howl echoes over...
absinthe dreams
i. an evening shower speckles the window. a candle burns on the bedside table...
a thin crescent moon
beneath a wash of starlight the chill night air invigorates these bones. my beloved’s...
falling, in kashmir
standing barefoot in a mountain stream her sun-kissed figure flames with autumnal fire. a...
afternoon tea
the white ibis are back on my lawn, their curved beaks knifing into green...
i find myself… here
they’re fighting again, exchanging profanities hurled with a fury that rattles my world. face-first...
drowning in rain
i don’t remember the very first time our eyes met for it seems i’ve...
with a shiver
from within the prison of desire i reach out blindly for your voice whispered...