Need I say more?

This poem is about the many dishes that we do every day.

Is this something you’d like to witness.

They say sharks can smell blood in the water from miles away. I think the same can be said of men when it comes to the end of a relationship that involves the girl they wanted but never thought they would get the chance to have. They suddenly find the courage to come in closer, circling, waiting to move in for the kill.

Make your own conclusions.

A good old haiku about the feast we all partake in.

Very short story…..

A close and deep look at one’s life, and dreams.

Words do not have to be spoken to hear what is being said. The eyes tell all, secret or not.

A poem about what it feels like to have a panic attack.