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January 2016 Winner of the Goodreads Poetry Contest We will always be here, you said. This town and you and the rusty moon Under the browned trees and the night sky. The permanence, a brick house, Built to withstand earthquakes and silent explosions. Inside I am never the same. It's a smack in the face... Continue Reading →

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The Death of Self-Consciousness

The mirror has not been kind to me Reflecting back what I don't want to see. Where I am trapped when I feel free, Locked inside the cage, when I see the key. I leave my body.┬áI go away. Sometimes for an hour, perhaps a day. Where┬ánothingness is everything. Where my heart can't talk, but... Continue Reading →

The Moon

I. Shadowed craters swirl into a haunting face. II. The moon sings silent "alleluia" fades darkness into muted light. III. Returning every night to me, my lover, my moon. IV. Guiding sailors to shore where women wait at sheening windows, Captain Moon. V. Galileo knew from telescopes of glass that Earth was not a flattened... Continue Reading →

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