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You sit on my lips / And fall short of my pen. / When you make it to the page / You seem less than you’d been. / You dance in front o…
The Sound of Settling
Like a lightning bolt she was back in their bed. Her chest tightened, not wanting to let go.
Object Love
I collected what she’d salvaged in the flood. A record-breaking snowfall had seeped in the basement windows. She invited me upstairs. I con…
To Fix a Wall
Once in a while I watch jaded illusions come spilling out the cracks of your shattered hope.
Beijing – Between Happiness and Peace
I remember standing with one foot in Colorado and one foot in Utah when I was ten years old. My body was literally in two places, my physic…
Home In the End
Even though we had big back yards and parents who were too rich and busy to notice or care what we did in them, we would hang out in parkin…
Crazy Love
I looked for you in shapes of clouds / And wondered how it made them feel / To be imagined into something else
Split
Krug leaned in, waiting to hear the description of the event, reacting internally to his desire to watch the train wreck over again.
Grocery Stores and Footboards
I was on my way to the meat section, at the back part of isle 12 where they keep the small collection of hardware. You know, the assortment…
The Surprise
“Can you listen to me? Look into Mama’s eyes baby.” / With a hand on each of his shoulders she crouched down, looked in h…
Hotel Daydream
I guess the things we regret later never seem to be determining factors in the end anyway.
The Burden on Your Back
Here’s your neck, another step / All I can do is hope / It doesn’t hurt too much
Home Feel Like Home
We’ll walk / Through Washington Square Park / Won’t have to talk / About why there was ever / Any in between
The Line
Only you know / It takes me a year to walk a mile / In your shoes
Lovely Shame
She has your bed and your eternity, but I get to enjoy the passion and the cinnamon kisses in the dry storage closet in the basement.