My grandfather took me fishing  only a couple of times I did not like the taste of fish  but enjoyed the feel of the reel the q...

One could say our relationship was like an airport so many comings and goings  long embraces after even longer absences  and more tha...

When does one celebrate an anniversary when divided   by an ocean, where day for one is  night for the other and dreams no longer...

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 ...

We lie facing apart toes touching the warmth of your big spoon clinging to my skin like our tangled bedsheets -- April PAD ...

I used to wish my father would die now I realize that living is punishment enough -- April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 8: family

It was another good date We went back to his place I pulled him close we kissed we groped we fumbled It was a good time Until thing...

"Oh, you're a smart girl," he said, as if I was somehow less attractive because of my intelligence. "I guess so,...

we bloom in secret, stretching our faces closer to the sun each day -- April PAD Poetic Asides Day 1 - secret

I sneak I watch from the outside from afar I look through pictures I look through junk to catch a glimpse to understand the woman ...