...who would have known the dark eyes staring into mine would become our children's eyes...?
A Familiar RainShe ran, and leaned to the wall, until her face was close to mine and her breath came on me.
AffinityI'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention.
Mine Till MidnightAll evil begins with this belief: that another’s existence is less precious than mine.
The Messiah of Morris AvenueInk runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry.
Selected PoemsI liked to count my blessings in a world where they were so few, and he was one of mine.
Sunrise Sunset