Poems for the feeling that will not name itself cleanly. Loss, absence, the space someone left behind, and the shape of what still aches.
The champagne ship sailed through the night returning to a home washed over by the waves of the unknown. Unprepared for the inevitable — if it wasn't that night, it just as easily could have been another.
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No. 2
One day you'll stand on the ledge of a rooftop Your hometown and the river will spin Around beneath you
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No. 5
One day, when you're six years old you may watch your Dad leave, and have just the
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No. 112
The plan and execution— A fool's errand: demanded retribution. A lust for justice that only exists,
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No. 109
Only by stripping the partial shrouds Of indecision Can we face the darkest clouds
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No. 75
She disappeared down the hallway, And you watched her close the door. You walked back into your apartment
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No. 28
You don't yet know me, but I know exactly who you are. I've made every mistake you've made
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No. 14
I watched you with a 4-crayon pack, Filling letters with a careful hand, Each stroke a single color.
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No. 3
One day you'll meet a person Who, for no reason at all, doesn't like you On sight.
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Collection No. 1
Imagine I was right there with you When you looked up to your bedroom ceiling
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Collection No. 105
I wish I could have warned you. I know it all seemed like just a game—
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Collection No. 107
The champagne ship sailed through the night returning to a home washed over by the waves of the unknown.
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