Thanks to you! — Inspired by writers like Chris Noonan who have published their own collections, and reading posts from experts such as augmented man on the benefits of doing so, one of my holiday projects was creating an e-book to celebrate two years of online publishing. In print it would be a chapbook…

I have tried to be succulent to survive amidst rocks to fill this dry bed.. I have tried to not be led to your river to hold what I’m given to keep it locked in and not wither.. I have tried not to flower, to deflect the light like a forest, a…

You look back on your life. A halved centurion rises to meet you storming battle-weary with green, wife-shaped shadows of a nearly-new morning that finds you holding hands unseen as once again you lie content unclean, with another: the forbidden as thrillingly yours as the girls on screen and, in…

1. I am thankful for the constant. For the constant evolving goodness that is all you are, were, and will be. 2. For you in my life, I am thankful. 3. I cannot be thankful enough that you are. That you are here, my constant: you are why I belong…

Song lyrics for shadow living — I was never in heaven with you, as far as I could tell, I was never in heaven with you, so why am I now in hell? Our connection deeper, mystical, always felt sublime but something earthly, physical, more primal than divine. I was never in heaven with you (but purgatory…

A Septet on Surrender — We don’t know why we return to try - desperately longing to fly, only to find ourselves wanting - left high and dry, and repeatedly falling.. Falling short, failing some sort of test each time, and settling for less than our true design, we see ourselves slide to second best. …

Spots amidst the stripes — We gather for a collection of meetings (which we despise) and, here we come, to devise a way away from work to join as few as we can, just to spend a night with strangers in a three star joint, where people we like the least are making strange small talk…

In Homage to Arch Hades — I. Oxford I did as you said – I think we all did: We stuck to the list and patiently read all those smart books in the right order, the right frame of mind, omitted the chapters that you didn’t find important, inspiring or would not consider clever or good for those of us in delicate…

I wonder if you are sick or well. Across the dry cold distance between us, it is hard to tell. You are surely more cut throat than I. I have not succumbed to the prevailing cold or dry sore throats, nor have I succumbed to you, though words catch in my…