[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Budding saps of white flowers,Changing and growing each hour. Don’t they deserve to be protected?From a world infected by lies, and hatred. For a flower to grow it needs sunlight and oxygen,Should we deprive children of such...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A fragile mind----fractured into pieces, made into persona'sLocked up, he can't even breathe in peaceThey tell him what to eat, what to feel, what to wearHe hates it, its suffocating and demeaning, and archaicYet, everyone thinks his...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Some calls require response but not acknowledgement.The distinction is this: where one is taking place the other must be seen to be.Acknowledgment is a miracle in a world where no one listens or is heard:A swarm of...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] “Thy love is such I can no way repay;The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.”—Anne Bradstreet or in the morning when you told me us waking uptogether was an experience you loved and I wantedsomehow to ensure...