truth of the matter is ( Read more... )

that you do not speak ( Read more... )

in a deserted lot ( Read more... )

everything i felt for you tonight was a lie ( Read more... )

he asks me a question about the ice cream, but when i tell him and pause for his order, he's staring at me ( Read more... )

it's not often that i find myself without words, or without lines of poetry to capture something particularly beautiful ( Read more... )

every time i open up my mouth to speak ( Read more... )

all of this: spoken in a sub-whisper of sub-language

(If even i : peered right into myself : blindness ensuing : a scream of ecstasy wrenched from my metaphorical throat : a brilliant fire shredding my symbolic skeleton : a poem as incomprehensible as constellations : a language with only one breath that wraps time in a ring and comsumes itself ( Read more... )

a boy once said to me
upon my waking in his bed of a random winter morning
your skin ... in this light ...
like marble
so perfectand the words froze in my mind ( Read more... )

Wake up (in the arms of anticipation ( Read more... )