My Old Schools — an anthology
Waiting in traffic just to be with you, I’ve missed you so, I don’t know why. Or it could be
Tag: time
Residual
Comes a time when blindness is a skill
Saturday
Busy?
This word, now twice
It is a bother.
Has no manners.
Bloom Instead
Shaming grace to crawl those final bloody miles.
Almost Cut My Nails
Watching from the other side, the dirty one
Flyspeck
the discerning eyes of the beholder
Angel Light
you let her go as the sun slips away bleeding its vermillion gleam
