Untitled #186 (2015)

I don’t know that I believe in much,but I know what I know,and I know that I know. I know that I want you,I know that I want you––to be family like family.                     long drives to someplace that means nothing                    talking about all those things that mean everything                    knowing that these people,                    they mean …

October’s Eve (2015)

lately there’s just been so many reasons               –not to write. but fall is finally heretastebuds called it too,too soon,months ago,but I can hear the ACs finally stutter–out. taste of winter in the air,hopeful thoughts maybe:         languid dreams of blankets               and your skin                       the way it tastes         holiday pears                       the juice running down my chin. been …