Daily Archives | November 8, 2017

Poem: On-Street Parking

  On-Street Parking Written June 1, 2017   Sometimes I wake long before you. Watch you sleep. Sneak pizza from the fridge. Play solitaire on my phone until the alarm goes off for you to go feed the meter – a clock radio that blurts out a buzzing noise. It is because of the on-street […]

Poem: Train

Train Written May 27, 2017   What if you see a painting of an empty train tunnel, all stone walls and hot rolled steel but you hear an invisible train approaching closer until the sound is almost ear splitting. What if you could enter into the peace of this painting, this tunnel, before the train […]