Target of Death
Jul 13
I awoke to the sounds of my roommates cot creaking as he got up for the day. My watch said ZERO FOUR THIRTY, I laid there starring at the ceiling fan cutting through the dust filled air, thinking about the day’s march ahead of me. Do I have everything I need in my pack? Do I have to much? Do I have enough water? Are the camera batteries charged? Where’s my notepad and pens? ZERO FIVE...
Brown Penny
Sep 11
By William Butler Yeats I WHISPERED, “I am too young,” And then, ” I am old enough;” Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. “Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair.” Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the loops of her hair. O love is the crooked thing, There is nobody wise enough To find out all that...
Just a Kiss
Aug 29
It was just a kiss nothing more… Or was it the spark that started the fire I’m not sure what fueled this desire Was it just a kiss or something more?