It takes a rose to reveal the weakness which the subject of this poem hides so well.


A young man’s anger at his father, contempt for the reality that he is assuming his image, and failing attempts to give up his love for the man.


Like a serpent, depression bites to kill with its poison. But we still cling to it when we have little else.

Mirror Dance

An expression of the frustration of living in a world where we are trained to “be what they want to see.”

The Eternal War

’Waging within us all is a kind of war.’ An examination of this vital but confusing aspect of human nature.