dear Sylas

Dear Sylas You never saw the sun. Created and cradled in the dark I knew you alive, inside my body we lived together -with exception of the kicks your Father felt no one knew you. Grief is lonely and days after you’d left our space I still felt you move within an infant ghost haunting my […]

the thought of making new dreams

the thought of making new dreams has never been more daunting a task has never been a task un-dreaming six years worth of dreams letting go letting go let go I was there soaking in the tub you sat on the toilet’s lid strumming the guitar I bought for you at the pawn shop for […]

friday nights often lead to saturday mornings

Friday nights often lead to Saturday mornings blue sheets and red hair yawn and stretch dress for the day to shower or not not wear it all day gladly infuse my late arrival couldn’t have been more perfect fast-forward: java-goodwill-grocer dressing-drinking-dining laughing-smoking-freezing sharing-learning-longing texting and un-texting sangria and cheesecake Sunday by 4:11 my breath slows […]