Letters For The Wishing Well

This is a poem I wrote for a Spanish class I took.  Un Rompecabezas Los tonos y los pedazos parecen corretear lejos. Mi agarre...

Time Stands, Still Waiting Upside-down brooms bristling pearly condensation. They sweep up heavy silence into the wind whooshing d...

The Teacher’s Friday Afternoon Treat My mouth watering around a lollipop, I gaze up to my teacher’s soft eyes behind glossy glasses....

The Legend of the Snowflake Pixies There are pixies living on a fluffy cloud between the earth and the sky. In winter they work sw...

Yet another poem I wrote when I was younger. I think I remember writing this in middle school. The First Snow of Winter  Snowflake...

The Deconstruction of Disappointment Your absence leaves a desire for more. It is a potent but light thickness. It bites my nose. ...

This is yet another poem I wrote when I was eleven. It's funny how I still feel this way when the wind blows and about the moon. Some ...