For "Her."

A poem, for "Her."

This piece was written in 2003. After months of suppressing it, I let my anger wash over me. This is the result. It’s not pretty, or particularly well written, but it is raw and very much stream-of-consciousness.

We never know what someone may be feeling.

A sonnet, for Amy Lynn.

A sonnet for Jamey.

A poem about writer’s block.

For my brother, Ron (aka Bullwinkle Muse)

A sonnet, for "Her."

A peaceful moment.

A sonnet, for Erene.