[tabby title="Poem"] Of all the places in the world most dearWhere faces shine bright and hearths are at peaceWhere the trees and stones to my heart most nearAll roads lead to home, where all sorrows cease The smells and sounds...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] When ships sink, rich are often better off.Sure, steerage is a poor place for a bed?Perhaps on ships that god’s creation scoff,not on twain boats by greed and folly wed. Five men’s expensive lark is deemed a...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] If we lose ourselves in timeWe may never come homeIf we stay stillOur souls can roamThe world moves around usRivers flow like tearsWith no more voids to fillWith you I am wholeTwo worlds collideA course off path...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Our last date was spent in a decaying shopping mallWe held hands in an FYEAnd I can still recite the names of every CDThat a high school-sized me has ever purchased there The shelves have missing teeth...