Poetry

Writing Samples

From Public Relations to Fiction

My mind swirls in its own bedclothes, tangling itself alone at night with thoughts of you. Smoke fills my nose before swelling out into...

It was not her past, but her blood. The blood which came quietly from her mother and built her before experience could. The blood which...

Together, we are here. Waiting because our lives went South. Or maybe we are those who have never known North? Which way does the needle...