Prose Poetry

I wish I could write a poem purely about my love for you, but it’s become a hard thing to do, now that you’ve stampeded my heart. Does it really make you happy to be forever far apart? Your love for me is entering a winter freeze, while mine for you is still in summer–…

Bread Crumbs

How many pigeonsHave you been feeding?Found her on FacebookShe’s younger than me Said you were busyNot caught up with workMeanwhile you begged herTo come by and lurk Take back your bread crumbsThey never fill meDeserve someone whoWon’t leave me hungry No need to explainStale crumbs and white liesDangerous how youBurn me with gas light Keep…

Taking Risks

Lately, I’ve been afraid that I’ll retract back into my hermit crab shell. I’ve been trying so hard to heal, reconnect with old friends, and make new connections, but I keep inadvertently chasing people away. Some of the things I’ve been through are so intense, it’s hard to know how much I can share with…