Articles in this series
Like a ship - at the bottom of the sea. A scene of forgotten debris; Crushed. Cursed. Submersed by the pressure of the cerulean expanse, without a...
For Stellah · You are my dear, decadent desert, My summer-thyme delight; Starlight. Tonight’s your night, for you I write. Radiant glow, fuzzed herbal...
It's been so many a day, we last laid gaze on our face. Yours as mine to see, Mine as yours to share Without a care, laughing...
Beauty wears a short, black dress of olive silk skin. She lies poised on the couch, drained of her special sleep. Yet still, light pours His fingers...
Haiku · water-slicked concrete won't deter the idiots from Snapchat selfies
said the Thing alone in his head “how many steps must i stay ahead of fear and self-doubt lest they figure me out and peel the skin I’ve twice shed?”
