Category: Poetry

    You walk ahead yet moonlight keeps you  in its sights.   You move...

  I hit home with a punctured tyre, and fractured femur. Now pour, honey, sparkling coffee...

The mouth is hers, thin to the left. The lips are shiny and bulbous. A small sheen shines over the...

What did you expect to find? A postcard from Bosnia, a playbill from The Sound of Music, a...

  You are too beautiful to be spared— you must die to yourself. Unveil your glittering...

I imagine us on a paper boat under the raining sky, Where I can show you the saddest parts of me....