Fear, in short

When the tide recedes, I am afraid   you will discover shattered shells   and withered seaweed, tangled   Too …

Border Control

Boundaries of undefined lines I curse their invisibility I tiptoe closer, temptation in staccato Consequences I beg, you deny Perhaps …

Blooming Heat

I didn’t hear your voice today, but I felt every thought you wanted to say.  My lips were raw with …