i’d love to hear about the tea people pour about me. how bitter is it? do they serve it hot, steam over spilling from the rim heated with anger or perhaps they let it cool down a bit before letting it flow over icy words? do they candy coat it with tons of sugar to … Continue reading

from where i stood across the room he looked like a bad boy, one of those you know better than to get yourself wrapped up with a guy like him bad boys a james dean type of way with his faded black leather jacket and his white v-neck shirt. he leaned, side against the door frame, scanning … Continue reading

we can see that the sky is on fire yet that won't stop us from dancing under the neon flames as embers fall beneath our feet, we're careful not to step on them and kick them back into the cold night air. we realize this may be our last time together but if the world … Continue reading

ghosts i never felt haunted by their presence. they've always treated me as an old friend. when i'm alone i find comfort in knowing that they are with me. wherever i lead they always follow.

feathers one by one i started to add to my collection. i found one on top of the stone wall along side the ocean. another i picked up off the cold city block on a deary day, my vision impaired by the thick gray fog - or perhaps salt stains from my tears. i borrowed … Continue reading