1943, a lone German encampment in the dead of Russian winter. Except for the strained sounds of merriment as both sides take a respite from fighting, all is silent. A drunk German soldier, moving from...

On a muddy grass field, soldiers march out On horses and tanks, to cross the canal Causing goblins and skeletons to rout Conquer the enemy’s castle they shall On the battlefield known as...

Waking up on the beach. All alone The sun burns on my skin, Sticks, berries, fiber, and stone. I craft, I fight, I hide. Alive, my collection begins.   Through the jungle and rain, A...

(A Pantoum vaguely in iambic pentameter) Two kings upon a square field stand opposed; Their armies rank and file prepared to fight For reasons not one soldier could suppose. Unmoving, waiting,...

She cannot put one toe out of line  Or say the wrong thing  She has to be different  Unique, special, reinventing herself over and over  She almost loses sight  Of why she started this...

Regarding gardens I have planted – oh! How this one creeps; you sting, and still I toil Thorns kiss my fingers; dreams sink into soil Lulled, yet I ache to reap what I sow Carnations bloom,...

My life is one of melody, beginning with my father. He quickly introduced me to the classics in music, Iconic figures like Al Green and Stevie Wonder made me entranced with the magic of notes. I...

It’s easier to run than stand, waiting there.  Waiting for something that won’t appear, won’t happen. It’s just the way it is, sometimes things just don’t happen  no matter how long...