She Always an enigma, dwells in deep, dark currents Emerging only on her own terms, in her own time. . She ebbs and flows Revealing then passing away glistening and basking on the shore for a time. . I feel her as she nears, The warmth of her flame, Siren song beckoning. . I cannot…
Category: Poetry
It’s Not All Black and White
“There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.”
Genie
She told me her story. How her mother got her addicted to meth when she was 14. How she single handedly raised her little brother and sister. How her other brother is going to jail. How she is pregnant. “But don’t worry” she says… It’s from a previous relationship. Before I met your son. I…
The Spirit of Palm Beach
I’ve been tempted to judge myself as desperate and needy, indulging Mills and Boonesque fantasies of a romance with the ghost of a troubled surfer-boy from Palm Beach.
Writer’s Block
This is a eulogy for all the words that never fell on paper. Born from an ocean of impression Between impulse and exhale Seeds… ripe with potential that were not born to stay Unrequited love is here again today.
Another One Bites The Dust
Rant Warning: I rarely go to public events these days but, when I do, it’s because I believe the experience will be worth it. I love spoken word and poetry slams so I was thrilled when I saw my beloved Luka Lesson was performing at Miami Marketta on Sunday. The first half of the afternoon…
The Nature of the Beast
Through a half-open curtain, he welcomes me… to the stage of his ridiculous theater. My yearning for peace and belonging and the fact that he reminds me of an old friend from Prague has drawn me here… * I tell him my woes, He tells me I am beautiful… as if that is the main…
The Sound of Her Voice 