I like chocolate

Walk with me through snowy woods On frost-cloaked mornings Ice crunching, shattering underfoot Crystals riding streams of breath Like...

You didn't hold me to your breast

The shining stars in a young child's eye

Yesterday in a dusty irrigation ditch

I've bathed him now.

Good. Will. Will. Good.

When Mom told me not to stick the knife in the outlet, I did it anyway and now my hand is burnt. When Dad said don’t climb on the...

It shadows me;

I am, nearly

The flesh of ancient dinosaurs,

They gave my Chihuahua away, and

When I’m in bed

The slow river finds itself, at its end,

From my window in the sky

August heat gives way