Below Zero

Today is white cold below zero and you are on the verge again of driving away with your whereabouts unknown into the bright afternoon where you could easily find yourself in a ditch full of snowflakes that are beautiful like that boy who has warmed your heart— but one touch from you and the meltingContinue reading “Below Zero”


Best if we keep it this way— you there and me here separated by two cliffs on the edge of reality— one at your toes and one at mine so that the canyon between us can be a dumping ground for the perfect little daydreams you’re starting to have about me— and I’ll never haveContinue reading “Reckoning”