Waking
The morning light sneaks quietly into your through drooping curtains you have been meaning to fix. It seeps in slowly casting soft lines...
Tad
Lessons in the Lines of Sad Songs You didn't realize the way you would live on in us An empty space at the altar Occupied by all our...
Night Drives
There is a void in me. A black hole, absorbing the light and all other things that come near. He promised to fill this void with...
Your Side of the Bed
You seem to cross my mind every chance you get; at 11 am and 2 pm In the morning I have to remind myself to make coffee for one You are...
Chair
Some days I am a lion. Other days I am a sea witch. More often than not I am a monster who tickle tortures little children. My favorite...
Krk, Croatia
Most of the people, by what I could hear, were German tourists. Their language a familiar comfort. The ease at which they ambled through...
No Time for Bitterness (Published in USC anthology "Within/Without"
Tonight is unusually bright. Moonlight seeps between our curtains, spilling across the furnishing of our room. I do not need the light of...
