in her eyes swim stars and sky’s sadness an ocean of veils summer’s brutal lusts and a touch of the forests of whimsy from her eyes fall amber-coated memories and delicate rainbow fancies darkness swells her eyes close a bed of salted dream dust rolls down flushed cheeks goodbye tara caribou | ©2019
If you walk an overgrown trail not far from here which weaves its way through the wood you’ll chance upon should you be looking a familiar moss-covered boulder though you never perceived it there before Yet it will draw you in should your eyes chance upon it you’ll find your feet straying off the path […]
every indigo evening I scoop up the night sky within the palms of my dirty earth-stained hands there’s still the dark damp soil of the day’s passing beneath my nails and the dried banks of river beds from those afternoon tears still, I pick out the stars and the space dust and the sun-smudged traces […]
casting my eyes to the east I looked for you felt the wind lift my hair caress my cheek kiss my neck was it you? I sighed for I want you you’re all the best parts of me you are the sun to my branches the pull of my tide the stars of my nights […]
you look in my eyes and you say, love suits you love? love suits me? ha! more like blind naivety you ask, are you pushing pushing away from us? yes, absolutely yes I am pulling away distance growing makes it less painful betrayal less available my skin is leather the rain is thundering down and […]
My review of River Dixon’s collection of dark fiction, “The Stories In Between.”
her heartbeats fluttering against your chest she beats for you she speaks of you incline your ear to her puh-thump your words flow in puh-thump her ink pours out every glance you bestow, she leaps she lifts high, spins and whirls her feet are swift finding purchase on rocky cliffs with you beside her, your […]
some days I just lay in bed in my bed I lay and cry I cry all day long I cry there are tears on my cheeks sopping pillow of tears my eyes are wet silently I cry I’m longing for a rainy day a fresh and clean day a day with you just one […]
The first time she climbed through my bedroom window in the middle of the night I was ten and she was eight. She didn’t say anything, just clung to me beneath my purple unicorn blanket and quivered. I wrapped my arms around her and held her and cried without a word because the truth was, […]
I die a little every time you say goodbye every time you say hello this deep ache of desire and passion rests just below the surface I try, oh how I try! to keep me hidden from your eyes fear whispers I will overwhelm perhaps frighten you far away from me this intensity, my love […]
