How quickly the footsteps down the stairs are when I lie my head on your lap How the engine starts instantly when I welcome you in with a...

I say “ok” Because you don’t listen and I cannot repeat myself more than I already have

Love lost, domestic abuse, pain, the changed meanings of what we once believed, surviving , memories, trauma

Maybe one day When it’s all said and done And you’re old with your wife, and your (our) grandkids Maybe one crisp morning, having coffee...

One by one the threads of fire are plucked out just like they promised they would do to you, at age 15. What do you do when you feel...

Carrying your name through languages with me, Carrying languages with me through your name. Carrying your blood Within my veins And...

Two years past due This is how it ends I’m hoping those headlights aren’t you There’s a serenity surrounding me The backpack. the car...