I remember a time I spoke with my father. It was a cool evening and he was in the middle of choosing between a nap or watching the news. I asked him “Daddy, where do babies come from?”. He peered down at me, confused, and then looked around as if searching for an emergency exit.… Continue reading THE MAN
In a corner I observe the chatter, the rowdiness that makes me nervous but convinces me that my life is not as dull. There is a live band on the stage with a young lad that dreams of stardom, struggling to win the attention of the front tables. The rest of the restaurant is a… Continue reading Hello or Goodbye?
I can't kiss you, yet I taste the sweetness of your lips I can't touch you, yet I feel the tingle from your fingertips The thought of you, a curse I have to bear The lightness of your laughter, I'll never hear My world is empty, but you fill every space Your heart still… Continue reading BLEEDING SUNSETS