Saturday, September 28, 2013

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

I like to think that Superman
Remembers home
Like sails on a windless day

Sunday, September 08, 2013

I settle on me
A skin of dust and treachery
Forgotten plans 
In the distance between 
Thought and action
Separation of head and hands
I believe in

Fatherhood

 I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...