Self-preservation
A heart can only break so many times before it numbs itself to pain, joy, love, sorrow. all it can do is beat…
The London Pickpocket
I wasn't even trying, wasn’t even thinking about it. So far out of the wild blue I almost didn’t recognize It. Serendipitous, yet quick and…
Synchronicity
It's Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub! Your lips move In sync with your hands, giving a voice to the words that live…
Shelve It
You’re the last chapter In my tattered Book of Love. It's time to shelve it. dog-eared pages torn clichés fade to sepia like yesterday’s…
Imagination
letting go of you is as unimaginable as never having known you at all.
