relationships

  •  Therapy

    Together we do the earthy work  of laying down our living dead.  it’s difficult enough to release our embrace  from the ones we must let go,  those who’ve slipped away  expected or by surprise, leaving just their memories  with our cries. but to unearth those whose bodies are still warm, their spirits tightly locked inside Read more

  • I used to be a burglar but I quit, quit breaking into houses I’d been invited to by men with promises like keys around their necks. Knocking on your door one night a computer came to answer, it said you were away and refused to let me in. The locks had been changed and my Read more

  • Empty Eyes

    My eyes are empty now. I’m looking for someone who will tell me the truths are lies. Truth leaves me alone and shivering outside the door, where I am eyed by the sad and frigid moon. (I am so eager to be deceived, I lie even to myself, ignoring the inner rhythms) I am daughter Read more