Another Apology (and rightfully so)

I am sorryI know that I owe you an apologymy wine stained mind hasenough sense to say,That I know I owe you an apologyat some point I started tofade slowly away from youlike I was Marty McFlytrying to save my own lifeAnd slowly but surely watching myexistence erase and snub outI owe more to you,I … Continue reading Another Apology (and rightfully so)


It's sad to me that objects that we are so willing to keep in our lives are seldom about the objects themselves at all. take for instance this pair of orange shoes high tops black stripes a white leather circle with a deep-set inlay of a black star something I proudly wore day in day … Continue reading Shoes

The History of Love

I'm looking for you you're lost i'm searching and searching trying to find a lingering bit of your scent in the feathers in the brown down of my pillow where your spine rests from time to ticking time you're there and I miss you fiercely and for heavy hours of the night It's funny [he … Continue reading The History of Love

Whispers Caught in Down

Flitting beats echo through the worn cloth of the bed spread, reverberating through steel springs, cheap foam, thin polyester, creating a rhythm of the tale of a boy, blinking his way into a legitimate longing for sweet honest eyes and well-shaped teeth: The story brings itself to light in the medium of words spoken softly … Continue reading Whispers Caught in Down

Sour Mash Sincerity

each of your soft subtle curving lips cures one kind of indecision or another and it’s beginning to get to me. I have started to feel like a man able to make choices that are capable of moving things that aught not to be moved, things that are heavier than the both of us together, … Continue reading Sour Mash Sincerity