Memory Scrawls – cereal after sex

The sting of a memory’s rain Blind, blindsided, like a car crash The hurt leaps back up Like whiplash Like… Read more.

The Portal

I am rich in pain and confusion at times. I glance over at the glossy blue plate where the crumbs… Read more.

Yellow emotions skid across the floor of the only grocery store. Longevity unfurls in the cinnamon rolls. The man in… Read more.

A red sunset is hanging in the sky A warm blotter of heat love Hanging on a hook in space,… Read more.

I want to wake up to a fire Out there, in those champagne skies Where my impending death Is but… Read more.

I’ve had dreams about these volcanoes before There, in that claustrophobic closet on the upper floor The one where I… Read more.

The eye of the glossy tender Am I merely a revenant spirit To cast glows of comatose Leopard skin lies… Read more.

The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of… Read more.

I take a solemn tablet and wash it down with fury That spirited ache of midnight The moon breaking bones… Read more.

Drawing blank French bread on a typical Thursday after a harsh rainstorm. Sometimes I feel empty. Sometimes I feel as… Read more.

There’s something about lemonade in the summer that just hits me. Like right now, I can see the glass pitcher… Read more.

There was a dark, lonely road of dirt that led to a bright spot at the end. There were leaves,… Read more.