There will always be another deadline. Another assignment. And another, and another. “Are you ok?” They ask. Yeah, I’m fine. I’m holding the line. ...

What hides in the darkness cannot stay under. What lurks in the shadows will breach the penumbra. The truth is a light that won’t ...

If you look up toward the sun,you’ll see I’m not the only oneenjoying the sky’s transcending ski run. Not on the grounds’ overcrowded bull ...

I’d rather be out here with him, spending my time searching within. He warms my heart and comforts my soul. I tell him all ...

I’m a plain-grey old pigeon,just one of our worldwide flock,and under nature’s supervisionwe’re allowed to fly anywhereacross this land’s hostile block.You’ll see us circling ...

You used to hold my hand when I was ill, cradled me in your arms until I was calm. You watched me take my ...

I hate to see her declining with age. It’s subtle, but I see the change. The way she falters going up the stairs, or ...

To my love,  Will you be my north star and my will to fight? The one who will hold me throughout the night. My muse and ...

I see evening sunbeamsstealing through the sky’s seams —I wonder what it means. Are they the streamsof forgotten cosmic dreamsbreaking freefrom the atmosphere’sholy levees? ...

Spring is not vanishing nor dying,Fresh grass reappears in the mossy ravine;There will always be birds in the sky. Clouds do not stop rolling ...