there i almost am
i could have stayed there for days amid dune grass bent by a breeze blowing in from the sea. she camped with...
midtown downpour
waiting for a cab, drenched. arm raised, they parade past me up three lanes of traffic through pouring rain. the soft, orange...
hide and seek with my dreams
a thick blanket of purple-gray clouds crowd the horizon with flashes of burnt umber peeking through the gaps. a gibbous moon hangs...
catching fire
black hiking boots caked in dried mud wait by the back door. outside, a november gale rattles the shutters with waves of...
when it is time
i cross a foot bridge. worn wooden slats creak beneath my feet. the pond’s mirrored surface dotted with water lilies in full...
In Waves (ii)
Waves of heavy rain splatter against the window. Low rumbles of distant thunder rattle my shuttered room. A dusty ceiling fan bathes...
summer sunshower
a summer sunshower drenched us to the bone. your white linen dress no longer hid bare skin which i longed to taste...
from the sea
come close my love and forget cruel ocean which sought to drown our flame beneath cold waves hurled relentlessly against the rocky...