Most recently published stories in Poets.
“I’m singing in the rain” the shower is just great could be the beginning of a good period of happiness notwithstanding COVID-19
I don't know what to name this. I guess it's random ramblings. Worlds imagined. Torn and all.
The cherry blossoms were making her sneeze. She had allergies. He captured her face right before she fell asleep similar to Snow White. With the only difference that she was put to sleep by the scent of the flowery tree. He knew this would happen. Just like Jean-Baptise Grenouille from "Perfume: The story of a murderer", he too was going to capture the girl's scent. She reached to stop the capture. But it was too late, the sleep was going to be too deep. "I think I dream of you!", she whispered gently as her woozy face fell in his arms. He said: "There, there, little one, this dream is your last one..."
Whatever I do it's in my back of my mind, I always wish life could be a bit more kind. all this worrying will not help or change the feeling,
5 Yrs Ago in June!
~ 5 years ago in June ~ 5 years ago in June I was hetero-sexual but I’ve yet to land the hand of the man Who steals the water that pours from
Everyone deserves love in their lives, No matter how old you are, No matter what gender you are, No matter what the color of your skin,
~ Welfare Day ~ Living in a dizzy array there's so much on display all the shelters where I've stayed, so much can be said about all the people
Warm water rushes down tired limbs. Goosebumps form on naked skin under warm rushing water. Eyes’ closed breathing slows
Of all these things taking shape an image of man erased from death, no longer enclosed in the war to define the self, a gardener,
We are the forgotten the ones left to wait. Sitting by lonely roadsides searching for our fate. We are the ones with a message
YOU can keep your antique silver and your statuettes of bronze, Your curios and tapestries so fine, But of all your treasures rare there is nothing to compare
Ναί (Yes in Greek) ... Ναί, I’ll keep my eyes on your thighs, my hand upon my heart I’ll keep my eyes on your thighs, my hand upon my heart
Football is my favorite game I love to watch them play - Those tightly muscled butts and legs On an awesome autumn day;