Spring Has Returned
Spring Has Returned Frozen eyes, harsh breaths all disintegrate under your spell. I have shivers and shakes still under my skin and I've been waiting four…
Poem: Appropriate Jealousy
When she's kissed she's alive, wanted and wanting and I am jealous. I am never alive not kissed, nor loved, not held. I am. This is…
Poetry: Pinpricks
Stars are pinpricks of heat and light that burn. We are desperate moths blind and lost, abandoned, Clear nights call to us, beckon us with a…