Let me tell ya ’bout… Emily is fourteen and we haven’t seen her since yesterday. Search Facebook and post to Twitter to see if she’s okay. When the morning sun rises, they’ll find her body then. The bullies were teasing…
Cobble this path with stones of my imagination And let me stand no more at this dusty station. Pour to the dirt only the froth of negativity And keep only the immiscible will To abandon My own Foolish Captivity.
In such tempo where shadows grow longer, A soulless chimera waxes brighter. Halcyon dreams slipping, hope stronger. Banished, I remain the innocuous writer. Do come; find me in this sweet sojourn.
I watched a strange movie last night Or maybe it was just a strange dream. There was no color, just black and white, But every bit as real, or so it seemed. I took a seat in an ornate chair…
Today, the sun forgot. But alas, I did not. I see everyday The one who looks not my way And I wonder if anything I should say. I’m no J. Alfred Prufrock, But I, just the same, disturb the universe…
It’s not 1973. Still, Dueling musicboxes assure us Of what we refuse to see. Darkness is but a cliché And so is our existence, Or lack thereof; Insofar as I’m aware.
Bright is my soul, like a smoky lantern in a relentless fog Clear is my mind, like a broken stained-glass window in an abandoned church Warm is my heart, like a winter campfire beneath a snow-covered tree Rested is my…
Take my hand and follow me I’ll take you anywhere, just say the word Open your mind to the possibilities Because of you, my heart is stirred Take a breath and let it out Look at me, let’s trade a…
I awaken, finding myself in a shabby boat with horizontal oars. I have been floating, the momentum of which is now slowing. I take the oars in my aged hands, as if by some compelling instinct, dipping the paddles silently…
