Icon of a Crush

I gaze upon you As I might gaze at one Transfigured; a fluorescent halo Adorning your head. My heart Trembles as though in the presence Of holiness. In you I see Things I can only feel.   A voice tells me: “Stay down, champion, stay down.”   My stomach twists and turns In its dance; … Continue reading Icon of a Crush

Myrtle Beach, 2015

If I looked out Upon the beach from The same window, What would there be?   The past is still The past; I have played This game before.   I forgot that certain Holiness of being Here yet there At one time.   The ocean surprised me: It was cold upon my feet And bright … Continue reading Myrtle Beach, 2015