[tabby title="Poem"] I remember youFrom the frozen train tracks tracking all the way to GreenlandYou were a boy of 15 years, blue eyed with a smile so wideYou were lying between the tracks with your drawing pad clutched on your...

[tabby title="Poem"] I have grown oldMy skin is soft and my bones are brittleMy gums are just holesAnd my eyes are portalsI have become the final letterEnding off a series of letters I have written for the young meThe first...

[tabby title="Poem"] I'm learningI'm learning to be patient with myselfLike my grandmother's unsteady hands trying to pull a thread through the eye of a needleI'm learning that patience is tolerance practised every day with thyselfI'm learning kindnessI'm teaching my lips...

[tabby title="Poem"] In love with your flamesYou have captivated me in waysNow I hunger for your flamesTo kiss my skin gentlyThen cook passion into my lungsLike they're awakening a dead thingWhen I gaze into your firefly eyesI begin to tranceI...

[tabby title="Poem"] She used to be the punchlineTo a sad jokeNow she's learning to be a short poemIn an anthology of mysterious wordsShe dreams of being a movie one dayTo release people's dreams through her giftsToday she's still the beginning...