Boy (an imaginary child)

He (yes, a he) was conceived in love long after our own children were grown and starting families of their own. His eyes were golden brown like yours and he never needed glasses or contact lenses or braces or help with his homework and he didn’t need us to explain ourselves when we told himContinue reading “Boy (an imaginary child)”

Nothing Left to Say

Funny to have nothing left to say to have said it all everything I feel out there in black and white my heart gushing onto a screen resting in my lovers’ hand all the right words have been polished in the tumbler of my heart poured out into this silence that will keep me awakeContinue reading “Nothing Left to Say”