Friday, August 29, 2008

She sleeps
with her eyes
wide open
because she fears
I'll leave.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

I am surrounded
by an army 
of sticky notes
I have hung myself
like a banana,
to ripen and fall

Brush strokes 
of coffee
every aspect
of my life

my dissertation

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

With such vivid colors,
she illustrates her mind
with denial and regret.
Stretch me 
across your life
so thin
I'll disappear

Sunday, August 10, 2008


All of this -
breast cancer, divorce,
and a car accident -
renews her faith
that nothing
will ever be