In Time

My Priest says that we all die in the dark, And that all driftwood ends up in one place. I wonder what he knows about Heaven. My cousin says that the shore suffers beneath the surf, And that this tropical erosion is the worst kind of pain. I wonder what he knows about the Grand … More In Time


He jabbed the knife into the side of a sycamore, and began to etch a heart. “This will be here forever,” he strained as he pushed the blade deeper into the trunk “to remind you of our love.” He looked over his shoulder and grinned, eyes twinkling with unbridled excitement. The shredded bark fell from … More Trapped

Jolly and Dreich

Cookie woman and flip-flop boy left for the ocean, And they send us purple packages tied up with blue screams. Don’t let the wrapping deceive you, though: These are gifts of whale-song.    

Doing It

Little did the Rabbit know, Painted on the winter snow Was crimson Blood from Heartbeat’s end. Rabbit never spoke again.


That emotion is outside of my Mind’s jurisdiction. Please refer to my Heart for any and all legislative action regarding that feeling.

Looking Glass

“What could you possibly be looking at? There’s nothing there!” / “It’s a habit. Some people smoke. Others chew gum. I, for one, aimlessly stare.”