A lady came into the store today ( Read more... )

It's Friday and the ocean spreads out before us
We sit in the sand hearing the oceans sweet chorus
Your butterscotch voice melts sweet in the air
I reach for your hand, and find a smile there

The sky is undecided ( Read more... )

Danny ( Read more... )

“It’s normal, you know” she tells me ( Read more... )

Does she hold you in the shower when you're drunk and shaking ( Read more... )

We’re walking on the beach and there is sand in my shoes and blankets in my arms. I look at you, and as cliché as it sounds, you look beautiful in the moonlight. It shines off your hair, and out of your eyes and your teeth in your smile. The ocean roars behind us, and the wind roars in my ears. I am the ocean. I’m vast and blue and restless. I am ( Read more... )

The stage is shining with wax,
Heels, and skirted waists;
Hints of fame slippery in thier heads.
Blue eyes sharp in his sockets,
His steps are light and airy as whispered songs
As he sings heavy
Held down on stage
Only by his voice

The little bubbles in my wine glass jump about ( Read more... )

My grandmother’s room at night is lonely, the darkness that swallows it quite appropriate. The smell of her perfume and life’s decay hovers among her belongings that lay still and silent. The only present light comes from the moon, which creeps into her bedroom in a sliver between the curtains and falls on the floor next to her bed. Her bed is ( Read more... )