You see, my mind takes me far, but my heart dreams of return..

How can I defend myself against what I want?.

Over the past 30 years, hand grenades, tanks, fighter jets, missiles, helicopters and assault rifles have replaced traditional floral patterns in rug….

A plague of snow, fluffy and dry before it hardens and grips the trees, the walls, and the cars parked haphazardly everywhere. When I walk to the lit….

In truth, I'm still slightly embarrassed to say, I am a poet. I'd rather say, I make poems..