Love

Love Incapable
Are you incapable of loving me? As a cohort, comrade, or family. You chopped me up like a cherry tree. Then sent down your verdict, GUILTY IS HE! You

Sweet In The Morning
You’re sweet like honey in the morning When the day starts with fire Kids up early and the cell phone alarming You’re exhausted at night As you lie down

The Prison She Chose
As I inquired about the emotional state of his wife, I was taken aback by his response. “She gets upset, making comparisons to what others have. Don’t let it bother

Mutual Affection
Amid my struggles with sadness earlier this year, I’ve thought a lot about friends. I’ve pondered, “What is a friend to me?” and “What defines a friend?”. Is a friend