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...