The Devil's Diaries

                 “How charming,” Alturis said, laughing.  “But now you must come out from under there.”             Peering up at h...

Let me tell you what I know about my broken heart this is the rhythm of it falling apart toss the stones in the river because we...

April 15, 2014 I wanted to write the saddest poem in the world.  But most of them just sound desperate. I want someone to trust. ...

1988 If I raise my arms and try to fly only the sun will be out of my reach when  the sun is all I desire. For a century, at...

1992 I bumped into the memory man the other day— (we’ve been crossing paths often lately)— I listened to small things whic...

Where will the night train take me? So many trains all leading to distant December destinations crammed full of strangers breathing...

Because you believed in God how you believed in death - it happened to others, not to you. School essay, 1985 At one time or anoth...