[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Time has never lied, Its prophetic hands are like nightmares into charlatan's dream, It hawks our true intentions through the shadow of history, In seeming-less rapture, numbing us to ephemeral realities, where we cuddle with the wind...

I When I was a child, I tended to the garden for what seemed like months. From the farm, across the cattle guard, I walked down Highway 60 past the Church of Christ. Its well out back was covered with...

In times of distress Plagued by the insanity of unrest The days of darkness when light seems a dream Thrust in corners of uncertainty The hole in my heart getting bigger Gripped by the claws of fear and pain All...

Empowered spaces, wounded and bleeding. Heritage we passed down from generations to generations. Word of mouth; which inevitably led to re-adoptions with the passing of time. I heard voices in anguished songs. The pulse of my mind become so solid…pounding...

Kiss me honestly Though the world be false Kiss me urgently Even youth has not all the time in the world Kiss me sweetly Saturate me; cleanse a world of bitterness in this heart Kill me with tenderness There is...