Shoe Boxes Hold No More Shoes
Show boxes hold no more shoes But love letters, still unopened Dust blankets pillow coverings Unobstructed and undisturbed The bulbs are...
Shoe Boxes Hold No More Shoes
We are the Daughters and Sons
I originally wanted to tear
The first time we fall in love
Can we put the knives away
This Window
Hades and Persephone have a fight
Quiet Quarters
Haikus – Chronos
Grief is Love without a home
Love as the Study of Linguistics
La Luna Tira
Let me seek refuge
I remember when you asked me
From now on
A Mature Love Poem