I will arise and go now, and go to the Fish of Hook, Where I can walk from beautifully babbling brook, Which shall flow over gentle...

In silence I scream, too scared to reach out, I clench my fist as I see others go by, those who can speak to others with ease, I hide...

The warm breeze beckons. Many temples painted red. Frozen history.

I take a shallow breath, The stench of worked bodies and rotting wood fills me, As I step upon a creaky stair, That leads to the world...

I learned to swim on Sunday mornings Watching my Grandmother dive into the Georgia sky As the rising sun pulled her out with the tide The...

He fell. He fell and broke into irreparable pieces. Now I see them all falling, The Angels of my home, Tumbling from life itself. I see...

Hard linoleum Stalls silent in formation Bathroom, sweet bathroom. Cracks begin to form Branches bear no tender warmth Death upon the tree

-the tourists come in the summer like bugs, like wasps and mosquitoes. they congregate in the cities and beaches. you never see them in...

I smiled because I didn’t know what else to do. I just nodded and dismissed the question as if he had never asked it. What was stopping...

The rains will come soon. The cracked earth will open to receive the sky’s water and leave a trail of green for us to follow. The ground...

The sky's brilliant blue was fading into peaches and purples, casting shadows on the snow-dusted streets of Saint Petersburg, Russia....

The Fish Man is back today. He’s been gone for awhile, his visits sparse and quick but now, all of a sudden he comes sloping into my...