I hear footsteps above my bathroom ceiling.  There’s a girl about my age who lives upstairs— I imagine she also likes to watch the sun sink  below…… Read more “Euphoria”

The swimming pool is still. Diving sticks and goggles are colorful beacons at the bottom. Gnats swarm in a cloud  above the water’s surface. I sit on…… Read more “June 2009”

We are a smeared oil painting.  I can almost see us  sprawled over bedsheets  in an early morning sun on the still-wet canvas.  I want to go…… Read more “Muse”

I didn’t move out of my parent’s house until I was twenty-three. All my siblings had  grown up and it was just us, the dog and the…… Read more “Mausoleum”

There is a blue guitar  on a stand in your room beside a framed photo of you on your mother’s lap. She taught you how to play …… Read more “Grieving”

The lake is dark.  Starlight shines  through moonlit fog,  refracting on the water’s surface.  Drifting through the cove,  the cool water chills her skin— the tops of…… Read more “The Encounter”

I wait for the perfect moment on the edge of the clearing. Early morning sunlight glistens on the barrel of the rifle; my finger  poised on the…… Read more “Mother’s Eyes”

nineteen I couldn’t tell you about the time I first laid eyes on you.  I don’t remember, probably because you weren’t special, spectacular, or even interesting. You…… Read more “you, and the parts i still carry”

After “Phone Call With A Friend” by Sophie Diener Hi, how have you been?  I took down all our photos and thought of you– remember when we…… Read more “Run-In With A Lost Love”

so our story has reached the last chapter it was shorter than either of us imagined, yet all good love stories must come to an end it…… Read more “epilogues”