The smell of burning leaves outside couldn't overpower the smell of burning croissants wafting from the downstairs kitchen, the cha...

You look at me and see a gray body bloated with memories, wrinkled by the worries of a life too well remembered You see no beauty in t...

He was a desperate man, a child really, broken and sad, left to raise three children when he could barely take care of himself ...

"I love you in the future," he says, believing his own words as he kisses me on the forehead like a real lover would -- Cr...

A nylon tent can keep out skunks and bears can keep in the warmth of two intermingled bodies let in the smell of wet pine and trap...

Does the man on the moon cry for us? Does he hide his phosphorescent face behind stiff hands and wonder why he must always light t...

Inspired by the first "summer" song that came to mind ... "Summer Lovin'" from Grease The scent of sunscreen alw...

I am too young to know that this land is ancient maybe even sacred and that my footsteps stir my ancestor's souls beneath me I ...

Super proud poem mom for a very short poem of mine (and when are they not short?), When Smoke Gets in Your Eyes , making the Top 10 list of ...

Inspired by summer family vacations spent in the sand dunes of Pismo Beach and Big Sur We spent afternoons rolling down mountains of san...