Dear Josh, The weeds remind me you've been dead so long the river changed direction by two feet I pull up dandelions in your name there's sweetness in the tiny yellow petals after they've changed. Their seed, stuck on the... Continue Reading →
Calloused hands slide over the parts that you cherish. You can't put a value on quality. Milling about under fine stars I thought about you as I researched my antique table. I ached for some idea of what you knew.... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock:
Some things are more important than time ... cats are one of them. Welcome to a world of photographed shadows--I invite you to a study of compassion through poetry. It is with gratitude that you might take it with you.