My grandmother bootlegged liquor after her first husband died, and she drank beer at her kitchen table instead of Sunday tea, trying to forget the

Let’s fuck until our skin makes fire from friction, so my tongue can find where your moans ignite. A disgusting display of impure thoughts behind

Will you wear an earring for me clasp it to your flesh never mind the bruise never mind the pain. Will you wear this earring

a friend offers me dinner i offer dinner back  another friend offers me love i offer love back  this friend tells me a dinner and

Falling Out                            the world spins above our heads        

It’s all been said before. Nothing starts with you or I. The words are not mine. They’re not yours. We just borrow them for the

Says the janitor I sweep to hear her whisper like a wind across a golden field. And I am a willing ear. And I mop

Her head hit the goose feather pillow the way an automobile collides into a barricade during a crash test. But her mind continued to spinout.

  Cold Waters Once fawned after and reciprocated smiles, fingers braided like knots–strong and dependable. Time wears the rope thin and frays the end to

Mom. Dad. First born, middle and me. Taken by early 80s flashbulb at St. Bartholomew’s— my mother’s episcopal church. Already I see the bewildered, growing

The white coffee cup sits on the oak dresser stained with your coffee lip prints, a silver spoon sticking out of the top, leaning against

I love you though you hate me and that’s okay You see, my feelings for you aren’t romantic Therefore they need no reciprocity I don’t

Who am I to free your voice Who am I to let out the noise To open up what’s deep inside Anthony David VernonAnthony David

Yesterday afternoon, I saw a dove ascending, soaring. But it was not as it appeared to be: It was the blue sky descending, hurtling, to

True love but for the fact of becoming part of a past for you to run from true love but for the lack of the