It's because I'm a poet that my world is full of comma splices I find them in the middle of ordinary sentences. They haunt me after "one"s and before "she"s and in between words that are old friends I just... Continue Reading →
One brown flap closes over the last If it could talk it would say "Don't make me too heavy And don't be afraid of falling head first down the stairs in the dark" The next edges of the next brown... 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.