
ripples
I noticed her through the windows, out on the sidewalk gathering with her party. She was standing in the sunshine, … Continue reading ripples
I noticed her through the windows, out on the sidewalk gathering with her party. She was standing in the sunshine, … Continue reading ripples
at first I wasn’t certain if your lips were a balm that soothed or if they just opened up a … Continue reading licking wounds
“You seem pretty damn certain that I’m going to sleep with you”, she said. “Well, eventually there could be some … Continue reading a certain someone
… still searching for my saturday night girl really wants that sunday morning kind of love. – spiritwolf Continue reading i want a sunday kind of love
call out to me listen for me breathe into me give rise to the feelings that drift inside me like … Continue reading wolf in the fog
she understood that he got his taste for blood from licking his own wounds – spiritwolf Continue reading taste for blood
you can try to just paint over your old walls ignore those familiar feelings but when you wander the memory … Continue reading memories of a yellow house
…there is an old Native legend of the Grandfather who recounts the story of the Black Wolf and the White … Continue reading The Black Wolf and The White Wolf
To the girl who has read a few too many strange books and poems who remembers her dreams sometimes writes … Continue reading this one is for you
so i hid her in my poetry in between these lines her colors and shapes still somehow undefined still wild … Continue reading still hiding