Musings and Curio
You wrote to me from Chicago, in summer,telling me you were starting over.You told me you were giving the baby up for adoption,that you were too young, and it too precious. You wrote to me of late 20th century dreams,of hope not yet brittle and streets farfrom our muted suburbia(no dreams grew here among the... Continue Reading →
I gave to you all the beautifultruths and lies I could conjure, keepsakes from a different time,held breathless on the edge of all "maybe's". And there you sat, a spiral throughcreation stranded upon pale pages, a siren born from static and bone. And in this cacophony are facesof the once-loved and always loved, the tapestry... Continue Reading →
A faded dispatch from 1981,secrets hidden in the stillness of the dark. Falling asleep on my father’s chest,The light of the television spreading onto the walls. There, the shadows take hold.My father asleep again, I awaken to images that don’t make sense,A time and a shadow lost inside of a screen. His sonorous breathing shatters... Continue Reading →
Indie lit site The Oak Wheel has recently begun publishing a weekly poetry anthology, with contributors being prompted with a specific theme or word as the basis. I submitted for this week's anthology and made the cut. Please check out my poem "Clotho's Compass" along with the other contributors!
