The embroidered blue jays on her kitchen curtains Watch as her wrinkled hands Melt suds onto freshly emptied china, Caso Cerrado more...

Pour whiskey over my open heart, As it bleeds out Like a runny yolk- Sunny side up. Truth be told I fathom it not. A day where it won't...

A ring adorning a finger, Not of its owner. A lanyard adorning a neck, Not of its owner. Petty thefts in the name of my secret Affection...

How lucky is man to exist in a world where these great creatures exist only for us and the love of us.

I was welcomed into this world through interrupted lives, torn flesh, and screaming agony. I will leave it through unfulfilled dreams,...

As published in Whispers of the World, an anthology by Wingless Dreamer Publisher. Poetry’s lustful eyes track my every move and watch as...

Tired. My lips dry and cracked As my breath runs cold And my throat scratchy. My eyes heavy As the tears run dry And my wails quiet. My...

Enter my museum, Statues toppling one over the other, Paintings hanging side by side, Filling walls entirely. It is an odd museum,...

America, land of the free reigning blastula life before first heart beat of a hammer tapping to mariachi music boarding up the border....