It's not fair how you set me on edge. How the sound of piano puts my head on a swivel....
I fear I look too much like my mother– hair too black, bones too fragile a face that chillingly resembles...
Puddle Puddle Puddle.It is nearly the 5th of May.There’s stillPuddle Puddle Puddles.The coffee I got, tasted likePuddle water.Why is my...
For this poem, my professor had us write about a difficult subject, so I chose a memory I had from...
While I normally critique and discuss the writings of others in my column, “The Book Club” in our Arts and...
Reeling releasing exclamations Unintelligible Dingy lights dust covered floor an absence of bodies Screaming turns to laughing “I DON’T EVEN...
Edges of your minds eye fogging over Shaking your brain like an Etch A Sketch Remembering blobs of color Still...
Straight from the can
in large enough vats to feed...
What is normal? That little zero, followed by a dot, followed by a number, followed by a percent sign. Helicopter...
There's something amazing that prickles the skin that raises the hairs that jumpstarts the heart. That moment of locking eyes...