The sun kissed you before I could stole your lips from the trails they were meant to blaze on my skin to follow the freckled pathways only y...

 when my heart feels too big to hold i return to the land let my tears water the ground wind stroking my hair in Mama's lap birds callin...

I took your words as  promises, as plans,  but they were just possibilities  — April PAD Day 6 - a blank poem 

You worship me as your goddess pray that I’ll save you  kneel at my altar until I  fall from grace when your prayers are not answered my who...

Love is watching from afar letting him struggle because he has to learn himself Love is taking the 3 a.m. call because his anxiety is ...

we're all just breath breathing each-other -- April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 19: 6 words

He still visits me in my dreams loves me as if he hadn't traversed an ocean and decided to leave our baggage behind -- April...

the sex was a lure sure, it grew into love but it never should have we watered that love with kisses and long distances that became a ...

The woman who drove saw only hazy blurs. Shapes, not faces. Cars, not people. The woman who ran saw what she wanted. Signs, not store...

You were never my North Star but a fellow traveler a cheerful companion who held my hand on a rocky path who sang me songs to pass the ...

I worship at your altar drunk on our communion --- April PAD Day 24 - faith

The death begins when you simply walk into the room First, you steal my breath Then my thoughts and all my senses The rigormortis o...

Baby let me rest my head in that sacred hollow of chest that you call an unfortunate flaw of fetal development, cursing your mother ...

At the beginning there's a rumbling a flutter of excitement as we run hand in hand toward some unknown destination where we ...

She hadn't realized when they first met that this glass slipper would shatter --- April PAD Day 23 - footwear

I used to burn hot kick off the covers at night as I lay next to you we would kiss and I'd nuzzle into that sweet space on your sh...

The last time I looked in the mirror I saw my father's face the double chin the puffy cheeks the bloated discontent But the eyes a...

there are these moments when time seems to slow as if we are outside of it somehow, breathing slowly, sitting outside and just enjo...

I looked to you to fill me up instead of doing it myself --- April PAD Day 1 - foolish

He said he loved her but that it didn't really matter She said she loved him and he was all that mattered --- April PAD Day 2...