Dark as the night the moon in her eyes and poetry in her veins all mystery and bold a warrior and fallen angel full of pain an untamed spirit like a gypsy she roams letting her dreams guide the way, finds redemption in the words, lets them speak until the loss and the ache of […]

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The words, they  come like memory  distant as the  dawn waking within  dreams whispering  like grief  and again the  sorrows speak remembers the  shadows that  do not sleep,  restless and deep in  their longings black as the  night where even  the black  birds weep for the ghosts  already gone and still those  yet to be […]

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This poem and image will appear in the Spring/Summer 2016 issue of The Stray Branch along with a few of my other photos.

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I am the keeper of shadows and their secrets that speak sharply and softly like the bitter sweet poetry flowing in the accumulation of tears Existing alongside their ghosts that leave me haunted by their words gathered and scattered like wounded thoughts, like scars star shaped and wished upon under the moonlight of these ravished […]

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