hung up (at the met)
they come by in ones or twos and sometimes in groups — (a school field-trip of uniformed children laughing in line or...
wedding photo
on the mantle a single photo framed in faux silver. a young couple in shades of black and white smile stiffly past...
one moment
a half empty cup of coffee neglected on my desk slowly turns cold — (while half a world away) a woman in...
still life
beneath warm fleece sheets she sleeps (dreaming of worlds which could never exist) and i can’t resist this inescapable urge to ride...
december dawn
gray skies and bitter cold conspire to shut me indoors. outside, a few fluffy flakes of snow slightly heavier than air gently...
sweat & steel
as one who has toiled in the fields borne of sweat and steel and labored beneath a yellowing sun under which all...
dying embers
a cold drizzle sheets bare branches hung like copper wire and devoid of crows. three straight days of rain have transformed my...
starry night
beneath a tear-stained sky the night cracked open wide a million specks of light can’t dispel wandering thoughts and adolescent dreams for...