I think tomorrow my spirit may unfold like the flowers are this Spring

growing up is realizing theres no end to the Winters

hundreds of worms and not a robin in sight // an odd omen indeed

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I made a pact with Nuria I met her in a dream...

French name, Spanish-German, raised in Ecuador, married a Jewish Russian man. I met Desirée in the Fargo airport, heading to Washington...

"Daddy, do you want a beer?" Angel asked me. We were sitting on the couch, playing pretend.

I haven't written poetry in a couple of days Just been watching sunrises and sunsets Walking Spending time with Mary before she moves...

Seems an awful lot Of goddam work Trying to keep Two magnets half an inch apart And for what?

I love sweet things I could just sit here drink honey out of a bottle or ice cream out of a tub or I could just hold you forever stare...

I'm drowning they tell me it gets better I made a painting today two actually I wrote a couple poems I cleaned my shit up took out the...

I got so much love in me it hurts my belly's full to burst I gorged myself upon your beauty I flew so high upon your sighs Your touch can...

this brings me to the hardest part the river the death of our only child you see, the stars... they had already spoken and it was not her...

She shut herself away behind a thick door of oak black wrought iron latch locked tight She was screaming into a blanket muffled cries I...

this life I don't think I get it the way she runs when I walk close to her and comes up behind me to kiss my cheek the moment I look away...

She is everything I know, tho I don't know her Yet Cuz my heart has never Danced the way its dancing Now I chase her thru the city Her...

There is a dance The seasons do And all the world beside her It goes like this: Being born Growing up Settling down & Dying

When the fire hits Hot in the chest Leaves me teary eyed And I'm watching the sun Rise out of a tin can of a home Like the walls r so...

Love: the idol of my youth gold as the rising sun yet dead and lifeless bitter as they come Love, the way I learn'd it is rotten at its...

Colors come for reckoning to trade their coats of light for a breath of fresh air to collide into opposites to become all that they are...

i went without love 4 so long i forgot its like oxygen i forgot its like the sun guess i wasn't breathing much those days guess i wasn't...