Snapshot

Vibrant desires, monochrome hope, swirling temptations, blurred lines of decency, bold streaks of adversity — on autoplay all day and …

Peek into Nowhere

I wear a compass on my wrist, an anchor on my ankle but still cannot comprehend which direction I belong. …

Don’t Quote me on this

No need for punctuation as a period is a finite limit to thoughts that are imminent in their endlessness  Question …

Escape Room

I have been lost in circles parallel to our silent orbit Our thoughts shift relentlessly  stardust caught in cement My …

Message in a bottle #3

I’m not one to turn back time even though I live with quite a bit of regret.  There are choices …

In Flight

Enclosed but open to new adventures.  accents tinctured with pleasure Warmth infused in strangers’ touches distance kept with familiarity embraced …

Waxing and Waning

My words melt Like candle wax Upon the paper They begin elegant Tapered and perfect Nurtured by my soul Upon …

Jealousy

  The sun burned the skies in anger as it watched the moon begin its seduction of the sea.