My Sphinx

For mourning two today, three tonite. Where lies the cusp of death but within the burning night….

Trance

I went outside to sit still, staring somewhere staring still toward the sky: blue, cloudless, empty. Still…

In Boxes

Moving through motions of a new moon casting out light from the evenings’ outlasting eclipses of the…

Responsibility

If blank verse well-travelled, then the puritans’ words would be holding us today instead of the modernists’…