True Story
My life is a [mostly] true story told in excrutiating detail doled out in daily dollops as a long-running serial I am …
My life is a [mostly] true story told in excrutiating detail doled out in daily dollops as a long-running serial I am …
Winter drew one last frigid breath And blew icy goodbye kisses Before the first robin had sung While the trees remained barren …
To the tune of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” You better not sext you better not spoof you better not troll …
You’re doing it wrong. Well, you probably are. I see so many people who do it wrong. I’m talking about the way …
Her eyes met mine with such a force I had to look away, of course Those glorious globes set me reeling with …
you trotted through my world leaving broken promises crushed dreams and my shattered heart in your wake then grinned at all the …
One brief, bitter kiss passed lightly ‘cross our lips. A broken heart is the most exquisite pain.
crime of the heart yellow tape stretched tight DO NOT CROSS DO NOT CROSS
I massage her feet. She smiles and moans and holds my hand with her unusually long toes.
The full moon makes me lonely Then my aches wane away Till a new moon makes a promise Of darker nights but …
I put this little project together last year for National Poetry Month. The inspiration for it was many years ago, but, as …
Steam envelopes me and she stands beneath the spray of the shower head. “There’s not enough room for both of us,” I …