Please… If you love them, tell you love them. If you treasure them, tell them you treasure them. If there’s a conversation you want to have, a dinner you want to share, a moment you want to capture…do it. Do it now. Make haste. Because life is so short, and…

Brigitta. There should not be any dispute over this. Brigitta introduces herself with wit and confidence, complimenting Fraulein Maria on her intelligence and insulting her dress sense, proving that she is a girl willing to give credit where it’s due but not one to stay quiet when she sees wrong…

I wish I could grieve the way they do in romantic comedies. Curl up at home and cry loud and hilariously. Sit in my underwear and stare at the TV with hollow eyes, a comical cliche. I wish I could grieve in romcom style because romcom heroes only think they’ve…

I could be Don Camillo With arms of steel And a heart of gold And a temper like boiling oil cascading from the battlements of my righteousness burning so hot that the Lord Himself shakes His head and laments my tempestuous moods What a wonderful thing to be What a…

This piece was originally published May 10, 2011 And I used to be strong And I used to be a man But now I fold at your feet Like a burning letter I’m sitting in my car, late at night, watching the blood well from the lines I’ve just sliced…

The sun’s coming up now over the ranges I’m driving east and contemplating changes Looking for a shady spot to sleep under some trees And by the time I get…

I must admit I was surprised when you stepped into the ring In all this time I never guessed that fisticuffs would’ve been your thing But your first knocked all the wind out of me And your second laid me flat And from the canvas all I could manage to…

It’s been so long since darkness Meant anything except a way to hide your tears It takes a while to remember how To feel something you haven’t felt in years And if I could I’d forget almost everything I ever knew But even in a earthquake there are some things…

If it’s dragons you want then it’s dragons you’ll get It’s the fire you’ll feel on the back of your neck It’s the thump of the wings you’ll hear in your sleep It’s the smell of burnt flesh in your nostrils you’ll get When you ask for the dragons to…