Poetry Chapbook Going to Print
Front and back covers to my poetry chapbook.
Front and back covers to my poetry chapbook.
I teeter in one foggy moment. The waves come on either side. I tell myself to widen my stance,Continue Reading
He was senile as my Aunt called it, didn’t know my name or who was president. Yet, he battledContinue Reading
I see brick row houses lined up evenly on a street, squished together, one street after another. A seaContinue Reading
I am a pushover. I let people call themselves my friends. Give clowns and vagabonds permission to insult me, stompContinue Reading
Enter quiet, enter peace. I need a refuge. I’m so weak and vulnerable. The sunlight blinds my eyes. IContinue Reading






