in transit, on the way
Category: Poetry
round and round
Hard to Swallow
A menu to stew.
Conflict of Interest
Washing linen hung out to dry.
Choice
If I had a choice, would I wish you any other way?
Counting
Counting on dawn
At eighteen, they
What are we fighting for?
First worlds
the first and the last are lost to us
Turning pages near the end
You know it's there, waiting.
Every evening
conversations at the bus stop
