[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I'm a lot of soft, gentle whispers but vulnerable right nowthe intense beat of my heart is dropping a melody that mirrors depressionMy soul is getting too familiar with deathOften I cry and my cries fall into...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] 3 AMYou left home as a jolly child, only to return as an image of what you used to be.What your Mama does not know is the fact that you died the minute she dropped you off...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] English (part one) I said to my high school crush, 'spare me the details'But what I really meant was: 'tell me more'She was a damsel in distress and I was a 13-year-old Dr. PhilTold it all to...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] While I was sittingon a rock beside the pond,contemplating my imagein an iridescent oil slick,I overheard a pigeonspeaking “pigeonese”to another as they sippedthat same water, daintily: “I had no ideathey were so intelligent!”said pigeon number one.“They actually...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Mighty in size, yet dwarf in mind.Your deeds to spouse bring tears to eyes.She cries and weeps, we take the whipLike rebel slaves in old dark days. In autumn, you nurture her smile with care.She glows and...