Posted on November 27, 2016November 27, 2016unmarked trails (invitation)… It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world. — Mary Oliver —
Posted on September 9, 2016a flame that devours… The cry of my body for completeness. That is a cry to you. — Mary Carolyn Davies —
Posted on March 4, 2016March 3, 2016poetry in motion… We spoke all night in tongues, in fingertips, in teeth. — Robert Haas —
Posted on May 11, 2015May 11, 2015last night i sang… I’m fighting myself. I know I am. One minute I want to remember. The next minute I want to live in the land of forgetting. One minute I want to feel. The next minute I never want to feel again. — Benjamin-Alire-Sáenz —
Posted on April 2, 2015April 7, 2015verso il tramonto… I want my lips on yo.u. I need you near m.e. Lend me your breat.h.h.h. Let me trace your nec.k. Let’s ride, you and m.e. And never sto.p.
Posted on October 10, 2014October 6, 2014selected poems… When fear is used to control us, love is how we rebel. — Rivera Sun —