Between Journaling & Journalism

We walked down to the river Mourning our mistakes As we walked I wondered when your hand outgrew mine and when our steps Started to...

Sincere and intimate, Charlie amicably recounts the isms and habits of his soon to be ex wife, Nicole. He lists particular instances...

Ripe as the day is long Its flesh softens to touch Malleable like wet clay Or a body of water The core exposed But the bees can't help...