that first walk in the woods snow underfoot your eyebrows dark slashes of punctuation stark as the trees cutting the December sky you told me your father hated women and your mother hated you a current of energy disturbed and seduced me I loved you immediately you wept the very next morning we picked out… Continue reading remember


Letting you go When so much of me is begging me  To beg you to stay There must be unanimity  But if I could I would Rewind time to fifteen minutes ago When my cheek was on your shoulder And then back again to an hour ago when I heard  The sound of the door … Continue reading Rewind