Maya
3/3/28 – 5/28/14 You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like...


Approaching the Writing Room
The room is silent, sullen. My pens face away, holding their dry ink breath. My books are closed, spines shunning my touch. My chair is...


The Trouble With Elephants
is they never forget friends no matter how old or odd or broken, greeting them with tender trunks, sub vocal songs of recognition,...


Arabella*
Dropping slowly in the unknown, she twirls her sexy spinnerets, reeling out a silver swing in dauntless nanometers. She suffers hunger,...


Aunts
There they are in the nursery tending her young as their own placing her eggs in waxy cradles tucking them in for a nap. Carefully they...


Arboretum
I have forgotten to notice how the trees love me. They hung fruit low, within reach, dropped cherries in my basket, nuts in my lap. They...


Deadly Metaphor
Desire is a projectile, a hot hollow point, riding a burst of lust. Target engaged, it shreds protective layers, splinters bone, tears a...


Lunch On Mackinac Island
Old wire chairs sit askew at glass top tables, Cliff top, above the iridescent bay Encircled by white sails Silver shimmers, reflecting...


Desert River
A thirsty thing dragged itself here and died without tears. It remembered the joyful currents running, cutting away the debris of the...
Calculated Risk
The radio started the ruckus. Eddie Arnold crooned and Arthur Godfrey chuckled as pots and pans clanged in the kitchen. Mom had pulled...


Leo and Acquarius
Beast of fire, Your heart is molten gold, glimmering just behind the eyes. Approaching measured but steady, confident of that which is...


Spencer's* Lament
Ants in columns know cooperation is the key to caring for their young, defending their homes, moving mountains, together. Bees dancing...
Around The Corner
Doing dishes in the sink I pause and think of you reading in the next room, framed in afternoon light, just out of sight. I hear the...
Twin Cities
the town sits pertly in its valley moving from dawn to dusk full of intent and purpose myopic in its focus bustling and busying itself...
Snow
Snow erases everything Tells only the new stories Folding away the old ways The old days Forgetting the old, the cold. Angels lay here in...