Quaint keepsakes commandeer quiet quarters, Quaking quasars and queer quilts, Quirky quotes and quivering quills, Candid quests and...

Glimpses of the sum- mer taste of fresh apricots on the windowsill. Your red tongue is stained You bite and bite and bite yet falling...

At first, she hid in the pockets Of your favorite corduroy sweater. The one worn only on special occasions. But soon she got too big for...

Hello, dear reader. I have just lit a candle -- the same candle that I burn whenever I sit down and write at the end of the night. I try...

Hello, you. Yes you. My dear reader, as Charlotte Brontë wrote in her story, Jane Eyre some 200 years ago. Thank you for coming here to...

They say that love must be easy. That it must come naturally, Like filling your lungs with air Or convincing your heart to beat. I see it...

Tonight the ocean hums, 3,000 miles away, On a distant beach Under an intoxicated sky. She is breathless, Jadante, That is to say another...

In the thunderstorms of your heart. I’ll stand there quietly, I promise. I’ll offer you an umbrella and we can Watch the darkness swallow...

To watch the stars with you. The night was on fire, emblazoned with meteors, Though I stood there shivering Like a sailor lost in a sea...

I want us to be the softest of endings In those messy and crowded theaters, The kind that hushes the rowdiest of us, And pulls bent...

Tea whistling gently on the kettle. An open window. Smudges on rearview mirrors. A bed, neatly folded. A candle slow dancing on the...

She wore a dress the color of old photographs; The kind that knew more about history Than any pair of eyes ever could. And I wonder what...

Upon the moors a lonely house And man live out their days, Two shadows in a shadowed land, Abhorred, abused, disgraced. He stalks the...

We are stuck in a cycle of monotony. Of mediocrity at the atrocities At the hands of a system of prophecy Written down by a racist...

We’d stand on rocks and stare at city lights, Proclaim ourselves the kings of endless summer. We’d soar on bikes and boards and all the...