A poem that deals with renditions of self; alter egos, facades and images that self concious individuals often hide behind.

Library stickering project finally done, waxing moon, mists, and hop-toads.

Prescribed to anyone who has broken up with someone, had someone leave them or just generally are experiencing something really bad and seemingly never changing.

You can be my savior.

A greeting card poem I wrote as a congratulations.

A poetic description of sex.

I awoke suddenly and grabbed my clock.

As we get older we learn to grow with that dream…

About not taking any action.

On the sobering realization of love and loss. It shows how a person can become obsessed over the idea of loving another, only to have them gone forever, but the thought of love is their complete reason for existing.