My favorite place to be is snuggled up in your heart.
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Reasonless
there’s no reason
grief and hope
can’t be friends
Be light
Laughter is a feather. Anger is a brick.
Dreamy
He woke me at midnight on February fourteen, to have the first
Acupuncturist
pulse tells our secrets —
seeking wellness with needles
healer points the way —
Begrudge
don’t disdain the youth their ideals
or their puppy love head-over-heels
eventually they will learn and settle
inevitable retrogress — lover & rebel
Writing styles
After all these years I’ve finally pegged my writing style —
—“Ink marrow,” 2009
On the days I’ve had too much coffee, my writing style turns to overcaffeinated spiritual warrior.
—“Kiai!,” 2012
After thirty-four years of writing, I feel that I’m finally about to break free from my juvenilia phase. In a few
—“Self-taut,” 2019
Assault
help please police help
everywhere i go
chocolate’s being a’salted!
But seriously. Knock it off. Leave some of it plain for those of us who prefer our chocolate without condiments!
Uplifting
when winter gets deep
into languishing hearts
poetry promises spring
Ageless
Walking: the most ancient exercise and still the best modern exercise.
Sleepy
sunday afternoon
drowsiness fell off a cliff
landing in a nap
Come here
Don’t spend too much of your life avoiding the sharp edges of shattered dreams.
Life is dirty
You can’t get overwhelmed by the thought of all the weeds if there are flowers in your soul.