(originally published here in The Commonline Journal) . . . Whatever you were seems more than you have become, but what you lost was dead … more →

 [Published in Tulsa Sunset Publications, issue #2 (2014)]   That shiny armor’s gone, and I can’t compete with The me that met you, before I … more →

So I’m walking along this wooden fence…not atop, but next to.  The fence is on my right, and it’s covered in dew.  It’s probably early morning, because … more →

[Originally published in issue #10 of The Literary Hatchet. You can find the poem on page 77 of the free download HERE, or order a print copy HERE.] … more →