Mist Taken A wisp and nothing else Filled up with regrets Fretting with the best of them Melancholy and cut off Shelves all filled the...

A poem about the pain and grief of a world with a disturbing inability to provide any kind of closure or justice to the victims of...

Drowning in Hours Maybe in the darkness You can touch the textures The stains on the uniforms unfolding And without eyes see truer colors...