2 AM

Silence all around The stars on the steppe As I shine my beacon On the hardened earth, Trying to sense my way Back to the home That really isn’t mine, But is mine for the time That is kept on the watch I keep in my pocket. Nothing can be heard From the two-story house […]

Men of the Bottle

Strange things happen when the light Begins to fade and illuminate the clouds In such a way that they begin to glow, Astounding colors sewing a patchwork Behind their billowing folds. Everyone is on the street because There is only one street to be had And everyone must share it: The children with their volleyballs, […]

A Night Out

Scant neon letters hang above The iron circles with no rust, Next too the plush doors With tall, vertical handles Leading towards a black descent Into a glass floor above Dying earth illuminated with Iridescent strips of cosmetic light. Everything is black and white, Except for the large panel behind Where the two men with […]

Night

Red currents Of yellow color Stream forth From silver lips. Blue hearts and Black paw prints On white cards With bloodied backs. Brown roads blackened With clear rains Trampled by Cloven hooves. Green sprouts from Grey soil on Silver roads paved To nowhere. Rusted fences And gates torn Lead to wooden Porches and home. White […]

First Night

Silence blankets Warm bodies with Cold, clear stars On the rocky, Chilled steppe. Quiet whispers In tongues Not yet familiar With my Mind. The taste of Boiled milk From the stove Lingers In the house. Fires warm While the darkness Chills; Smoke rises Ever higher. Miles above where I used to live Is where I […]