Fall 2025 Poetry
a dream is a memory
of what you’ve already had
the big, beautiful eyes that hold you
like water in the hands of a thirsty
man have a jewel set
for the iris
#7
12 Haiku After Debussy
Greek Tragedy
I was singing into your mouth when I realized that I loved you
i've lived to see another fall
My Nature Removed from Nature
Something In Between
The Clockmaker
The Saint of Small Things
Tithonus
When Fire Forgets
You