the postcards i never sent

I fell in love with youin Paris.At the foot of that tower,over the cityscape.the steps at Montmarte.The man outside the postcard shopplayed our song.and it was the first time i heard it.I fell in love with youin Florence,There were sunsets [...]

September 19th, 2007|Poetry|

testosterone soap opera

It was that of every great narrative, there-in the dichotomies of human experience; good and evil, light and dark, adversity and triumph.

September 8th, 2007|Blog|