The poetry of Steven Harz / “Songs you can’t dance to

Songs you can’t dance to   The cloud that covers me when I trace the curve of your back   The blindness that overcomes me when I see the back of your knee   The hangover I fight through on the morning after we touch   The momentary blackout you cause as you lean inContinue reading “The poetry of Steven Harz / “Songs you can’t dance to”

The poetry of Steven Harz / “Falling”

The poetry of Steven Harz / “Falling” Today my promise to you is to overcome  my fear of heights tomorrow so that I can begin to climb and float and soar eyes open and looking down so that I can practice repeatedly falling off of rooftops falling out of trees and falling from balloons untilContinue reading “The poetry of Steven Harz / “Falling””

the poetry of steven harz / “Gas station road map”

Gas station road map   Your history had been written in pencil on bathroom walls by inaccurate historians bent on cruel conquest rather than mutual capture. And while we had been told history is written by the victor, I do not subscribe to that theory because, in actuality, history is written by those who surviveContinue reading “the poetry of steven harz / “Gas station road map””

the poetry of steven harz / “Anno Domini (A.D.)”

Anno Domini (A.D.)   In the beginning I was a void but now you have become the light allowing me to find my missing parts (and car keys) now I want so badly to recite to you our future from memory and I know that if I lean into you, and try very hard andContinue reading “the poetry of steven harz / “Anno Domini (A.D.)””

the poetry of steven harz / “Stitched-together heart”

Stitched-together heart   You have blown your fuse and are becoming almost impossible to see day or night   Your light used to shine with such force that when you arose each morning you cast my shadow against the sun   Now when I pull the string that made your bare bulb shine it insteadContinue reading “the poetry of steven harz / “Stitched-together heart””

The poetry of Steven Harz / “Falling”

Falling    Today my promise to you is to overcome my fear of heights tomorrow so that I can begin to climb and float and soar eyes open and looking down so that I can practice repeatedly falling off of rooftops falling out of trees and falling from balloons until I have earned and learnedContinue reading “The poetry of Steven Harz / “Falling””

Poetry / “Scorched earth love”

Scorched earth love   You preferred to make love slowly, as if you were afraid that any increased speed would cause friction that would spark the oxygen we hadn’t yet used, sending up the room around us.   I preferred the speed of passion and impurity, because with my dying-from-the-inside-out, scorched earth approach to love,Continue reading “Poetry / “Scorched earth love””

“Cradle of the Earth” is featured at ‘The Voices Project’

My poem, “Cradle of the Earth,” was recently featured at The Voices Project – more about this initiative below. Please read the piece here! The Voices Project is a non-judgmental venue for women, and also men, to express their personal stories and observations through poetry to promote social change. We publish the work of women andContinue reading ““Cradle of the Earth” is featured at ‘The Voices Project’”

10 second love story: “The sacrament of sorrow”

The sacrament of sorrow   After the box opened, allowing us to walk again among the most of the living and some of the dead, we lifted each other up so often and so high that he were forced to begin practicing to fall.   But while we were at such great heights, and searchingContinue reading “10 second love story: “The sacrament of sorrow””

10 Second love story: “Tie-Dyed tomorrow”

  Deep in a well called yesterday your love letters to me water damaged and smelling like the year before last are attached with twigs to the mossy stone wall attempting to dry while the fairy tale’s damp blue ink separates on the pages surrounding me with a tie-dyed tomorrow absent of us for now,Continue reading “10 Second love story: “Tie-Dyed tomorrow””

10 second love story: “End table eternal smile photograph”

End table eternal smile photograph   I used a glove box Bic pen to draw a decades-old treasure map on the back of one of your turn-of-the-century love notes   Under an edge-of-town half-moon sky a chain link fence circles the footprint of a couples skate roller rink under what is now an empty constructionContinue reading “10 second love story: “End table eternal smile photograph””

10 second love story: “Holy water shot glass”

Holy water shot glass    Intoxicating and excruciating, a baggy Bob Marley T-shirt hanging off your shoulder when we first met I felt, drunk on you, I should be forced to walk a sidewalk straight line and touch an extended finger to my nose.   On weekend barstools we alternated playing the game and arguingContinue reading “10 second love story: “Holy water shot glass””

‘Self Inflicted Heart Shaped Wounds: Backroad Love Stories, Vol. 1’ is now 99 cents!

Thanks for visiting! My collection of short fiction love stories is now just 99 cents at Amazon (in eBook format). Here is a recent review: Just finished Self Inflicted Heart Shaped Wounds. I’m speechless, and if I had been using a real highlighter on real pages (rather than reading this on my Kindle app) IContinue reading “‘Self Inflicted Heart Shaped Wounds: Backroad Love Stories, Vol. 1’ is now 99 cents!”

10 second love story / “Somehow”

Somehow   I spend a lot of time above a pen and before a keyboard, trying to let you know how I feel and what you mean to me, usually to no avail and causing greater confusion. I’d like to somehow write away the trail of devastation that you are now forced to walk inContinue reading “10 second love story / “Somehow””