What Do You wish forsoft brown eyes watch methey seem restless this morningtroubledwhat are you trying to saywhat would you want me to knowwhat are yo..
The CloakroomWe had argued early that morningSo when you walked through my classroom doorAnd straight over to my deskYour face pinched and wet with te..
The WalkIt was Sunday afternoonAnd as it turned out a good day to walkThe Englishman who strolled easily along the pathWas not alone todayAs evidenced..
Never ForgetI start to forgetOnce things settle downAnd you manage to get off the hookAgainThat is where I make my mistakeIn starting to forgetHow thi..
A Spider and A FlyIn the windowsill above my writing deskA web of silk whirled into a fatal snareThe amazing ambush of finely spun silkThat begins in ..
I Still DreamI still dream of those timesWhen I was youngAnd so frightenedOf livingI am in the basementStanding before my fatherMy sister is beside of..