a Poem She never drove a car. She would walk and walk the distance no matter how far. Her wrists were dented from| bags she carried for miles, but she never lamented, nor did she cry. I remember this well, the buzzing inner city street, as my brother and I straggled along…

This is a true story. I died on 9th Street and St. Clair. Please let me tell you how I got there. Raised in poverty of an immigrant pair, I was one of ten children with not much to share. By day Papa worked hard but by night drank like…

The Unborn Although you couldn’t see me, you never questioned that I was there. Consumed by my future became your daily care. The first trimester began with a bang. All your plans you rearranged. You made me so happy, that first day you kicked in gear — you resolved to be…

What Is and Might Be — Through these spindle-like bars I peer, illuminated by a silhouette of tears. If only I didn’t know what could be. Such knowledge lives inside of me. Churning slowing anticipating actions of immaturity. I call to my friend as they spiral down, falling on deaf ears with little attention to my sound…

A Place to Be — Keep me wrapped in this honeycomb of serenity. A peace absent from anxiety that reaches deep into the fiber of my soul. Such a place opens my heart and calms my mind. To breathe freely without judgment or fear. Where feelings are clear not necessarily spoken with words. Nothing to…

Just a Little Better Than Yesterday — I don’t need to be the best. I just need to be better than I was yesterday. No need to be measured by another man’s scrutinizing test. My standards and goals are higher than the pole jumper as he vaults and flies through the sky. But, can I be better…

The Baffling Silver Lining — Shooting for the sky. Looking for that silver lining to be the cure all to everything you ever dreamed or wanted in your life. Perhaps your silver lining is hitting the lotto jackpot or finding the woman or man of your dreams. No doubt there are instances where ones will…

Do You Hear Me? — Am I squawking, buzzing in the background? Do you hear me? Am I a disarray of muffled tones and sounds? Sometimes bold in talk… but unable to reach your heart. Your silent barriers unable to penetrate. You have become like a stone. Hard and cold. Do you hear me? Perhaps… You…