You are not my prince. I can leave flowers on my doorstep and I can train myself ...Read More
Don't smile don't frown don't tease don't volunteer don't sacrifice don't dispossess don't eat don't grow don't get too sad don't drink don't nag don't sit don't stand don't feel don't feel don't feelRead More
We wipe black blood on our breasts when it rushes back from our feet. Forgotten oxygen meets heavy footsteps—sunken soil and moistness with the squelch of muddy memories that keep us on our toes...Read More
I found a postcard in a record store on Haight.
You're wrapped in leather sacks, sucked lollipops in half-mast smiles. Sitting, rolled up jeans, frayed coattails teasing pavement in my dreams...Read More
These walls do talk. Every Monday, muffled laughs. On Thursdays he makes gin & tonics and plays his records till 12...Read More
A bum gets on the 5R. We all brace for the pungent, uniform stench of the humans this life left behind...Read More
Forgot your birthday around noon and spent the workday sipping stress-free teas, aroused by little thoughts. I had a date that'd bore me senseless in just 6 hours' time.Read More
I'm sitting in a Haight Street coffee shop with burgundy walls and tastefully inked employees. A long-forgotten cup of tea steeps dutifully next to me and I hope the barista doesn't think it's mine. I'd never abandon my caffeine.Read More
I’ve made a mess of every love and like. A series of short stories—all because I can’t forget the little girl who couldn’t show her hurt. For years she stuffed it into bags, assorted smiles, forced and wan but full of dreams they’d someday become real as others’ frowns.Read More
5 years, whole loves between us;
Now the sheets, soft-pressed,
Casting slippery shadows on the
Newest wall I’ll never see.