Poem: Paths That Don’t Lead Home

Home wasn’t calling to me
Whispers of words pulled me
Down old roads where we used to ride
With you by my side under the moonlight
Hands held over the console and signing
Songs by Tom Petty and Springsteen
On repeat as we cruised down to the bay

Poem: Elegy for Nameless

There she resides now
On distant misty shores
Where no mortal can tread

Oh passenger of Charon
I hope you looked back
As you crossed dark waters
To see those that loved you

Poem: Ghazal Mask

The things we show in the masks we wear
The things we hide in the masks we wear

Tiny invisible killers fill the air
Leading to choices about the masks we wear