From a Mustang

The passenger door of the Ford mustang was open to its full capacity, the azure paint of its metal frame glistening in the California sun.

Does Love Grow Cold?

tumbles into earthen chunks of nothing
Cherry

Okay to Grow Older

now a slow shuffle leads me to the dinner table

A Safari of Desire

lions meditate in pride, crocodile snouts protrude, guarding watery temples

School's Out

What happens when two colleagues and rivals meet after a 15 year gap

The Day We Met (Song)

I don’t remember if it was day or night. Was the moon up above? Did the sun shine bright? I don’t remember exactly where it was. I didn’t notice the scenery because.

Become

What have I become? I look in the mirror and the face that reflects back Isn’t mine, or is it? That porcelain skin Those distant eyes surrounded by dark circles

Silence

...a breath, merely,
Cherry

Present Imperfect

"How many light years to heaven?"

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