Alias Jinksy

Chalk Ghosts  Faded visions of the classroom linger. A blackboard cowers, engrained with ancient dust, remains of lessons that were neve...

REM Sleep Dreams like dandelion seed heads drift across the acres of my mind, flutter in the soft exhalation of breath that leaves my l...

The Lamp I hold steadfast vigil at this window, clothed in red, ceramic solitude, waiting to light your way through the night;   my ...

I decided I needed a place to call home for my poems to brave the world alone, with only the minimum of extraneous matter. To start the ball...