(2013)
Hair grows and skin sheds and nail… And still my heart is true Days pass and nights stretch and t… And still my heart wants you Dust settles, wounds heal and scar…
Etched into her All those little things he said. The words come back again and agai… Soaked into her, Pressed between her pages
So, says the head, what have we he… Oh, says the heart, it’s so beauti… The one that we want is finally he… Right, nods the head, I can see h… But let’s take a moment to test th…
When you are gone and I am grey, I’ll look back fondly on this day. Your ice-blue eyes and ice-cream s… will dance before me yet awhile. Those little looks, your searching…
I feel the warmth of your body holding me in a protective ring. I smell the ironed cleanness of yo… as you pull me closer. As I cling to you, knowing this is the moment
So what are your thoughts? Tell m… your thoughts. Tell me what you want. So how do you feel? Reveal to me your heart. Show me what
Dirty, fallen angel With your dented, grubby halo You’ve been up all night again, Drinking with the devil’s foot sol… He’s left his smell on you
Cold tiles calm clammy skin as blood redder than the brightest tomato — like red pen ink
Secrets of sleepy suburbia behind… Kicked off high heels, scruffied s… still, hidden lives play out insid… Dark dramas execute themselves and… mundanity trickles on and the surr…
If I could live my life in suspen… I would choose to live it with you… If I could be young forever witho… I would be young forever with you. If I could stay in this moment an…
Here come his footsteps, erratic a… There go his shoulders, bumping an… A bowling ball sliding, one side t… Not quite careering; quietly keeli… I hold my breath tightly right ins…
Like mercury, he shone. Bright light deflecting, distracting from fluidity. Unstable, he scattered.
Her eyelids unfold slowly, night shutters open. Her horizon begins to fill, takes… The brown curves of his neck, shoulder, bicep. His back
The unspoken words grapple at my t… Searing, swelling up. Tear them out. Clutch them. As you’re clutching me now. Holding them inside is heavy.
The grey sky hung low and heavy That cold October day. Downstairs, the house began to rou… —I chose to stay away. Well-intentioned warmth and care