Port of Call

walking on sultry air toward the lightslingering to smell the hidden sunshinestill treading so softly on these nights tacit air is where you would caress mewhere the darkness holds our imprintsinto my heart my sailor from the sea my beach house, and I did give you allawake again as bodies spent exploringin Wilmington’s once lonely […]

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She Could Not Go But Dare Not Stay

wasted librettos float through white sheets hung out yesteryear to dryher pain begins behind dour cheeks and strikes notes off pageslonely tears no longer owning a tributary are sent away to lament and die on her way home, she passes a graveyard for spellbound weeping willowsporcelain pores ache to be heard, open still awaiting his […]

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Heart of The Water

You held my heart in a cage underwater for a yearMermaids spent time loving and entertaining my spiritDid you save even the smallest bit of fondness for meWas it because my skin was blue or becauseYellow flowers would spring from cement cracks where I would walk My face was a ruby to you that first […]

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Secrets of Savannah

timeworn, grey hair hangs curly by your wrinkled sideswhich weave lines much like an old map of forgotten placeslow to the ground as your limbs stretch outfrom your vast insides where your substance layand the truth of your years we can easily seefor your secrets will never be in season, sweet SavannahI sit at a […]

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Monsters Exist

small was the wooden boat where I layin the pond of my youthred was the color of the water each dayfor my tears carried the truth sunshine filled the boat where secrets hidmy pole and bobber bright redkept me company, as I was five, a good kidI feared they wished I was dead monsters did […]

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Striking Soldier

  (one minute read) dark the liner underneath her emerald green eyessorted whispers exchanged in a smoke-filled hollowcloaked in sadness, she journeys to the bar that floats in the airwalls of black notes isolate reality in a bluesy canvasmoney cannot buy her escape, not this earthy eveningstirring within her nose, the sting of hospital air […]

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Sorrowful Surrogate

  Ripe the delicate fig I place inside my hungry mouth,its flavor heightened by a residue of sugar left on midnight lipssliding sluggishly down with laudanum and brandy Opening a cross-window, I watch your tall silhouette movesated, down the dark street with your tricorne hatas our smells fused with the oils of our young bodies,I […]

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Absent

long red hair hangs wet, on her firm, damp thighsintense is the coconut scent,from red orchids, given as absent reminderssilence, like heavy rain, falling on yielding green leasgold hearts dangle from sensitive lobes, a gift – a cursetears engulf the room, as soft petals float in milky dreamsher passion, burning holes in sheets still warmno […]

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Stung

Magic wings of evening time, lost, a button droppedA silk tie lies upon the clock that abruptly stoppedFrozen bitter is my stare; I ought not have tarried thereIt was I who flew into our nest of love, to be fairLike a red ant your painful sting and blistering markOur moon blinked and sadly left me […]

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Las Montañas De Ella

Frozen tears surround her as she slipsDirt sets up home on a wounded kneeHer tongue loose from drink, she tripsLost in the dark, she longs for the sea Broken wineglass, slivers marked in redShe sees in circles, memories to be bornHearts pilfered, tiptoe among the deadFemale shadows, broken as they mourn Faces like the pattern […]

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