a girl with curly hair
twirls and swirls...

Can i tell you something?
There are days i fear my heart will stop beating...

sometimes
i imagine a leaf detached from a branch...

At a bar, just as on TV, the crowd cheers as an...
all his opponents, shoots at the basket from the...

i
a wooden desk at the corner of the room...

Our time together has come to an end.
The roads we walk diverge...

standing near a precipice
too wide, too deep...

With tears I cry but mainly smile
to those around me for a while...

It’s December. The weather is cold.
Sometimes is hot. We live in Texas...

Agony is a doll across the room.
She rests in a bed of pain...

“To the left. Now to the right. Keep on driving.
Keep on moving. The wheels of time remain intact...

I used to write a poem a day
but who am I kidding...