Category: Poetry


Lavender Rush

There is a place where lavender Rushes to rustic rows of vines To honor and associate With fruits that bleed of poetry. Eli Med stalker lavender 160517 SMF — Thank you, Amador Cellars, for...


Fortified Friday: Dear Fonseca

We met her at dinner Six months before summer When winter’s California chill Touched bare bronze shoulders with its shrill Heat lamps and faux fur fought with the cold But her juice – dark,...


Blue for World Autism Awareness Day

You hear about it You may speak of it You may support its cause; But its context doesn’t fully reverberate Until your life is touched And changed forever. Until the diagnosis prompts Understanding, Action,...