Poetry / “Diner placemat love note”

  I have become a front porch Bell jar wino looking for yesterday   But all I want is to be a back alley junkie freebasing glimpses of tomorrow   And on each day of your absence I’ve received a morphine drip of your perceived value   While fearing the dark and squinting to find…

eBook of Poetry and Romance / “Songs You Can’t Dance To”

A mixture of equal parts of love and grief, “Songs you can’t dance to” contains poems that center on the anticipation and joy of new and maintained love as well as the sorrow and pain of longing and loss. Additionally, this volume includes eight works of short fiction that range in theme from high school…

Poetry / “Gunpowder ghosts”

Gunpowder ghosts   I am unsure that you still exist because my memories are grainy and out of focus like films of bigfoot lumbering across the landscape leaving footprints real or not   Perhaps you’re still here and are held up by invisible strings like blurry pie plates in UFO films that we once watched…

Romance / “B is for Browne”

B is for Browne     How will I know if we’re through, she asked half kidding, even though they’d only been together since the hot summer and now it was the crisp fall.   He explained that being a fan of what he calls ‘suicide music’ that any dark period in his life, and…

Poetry / “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 in…

Poetry / “Red”

Red   The stop signs (two) and traffic lights (too many to count) between his house and hers were (considered by him to be) impediments to the far too few minutes and hours that they spent together each day (or week or month) but the same red lights and signs on his way home were…

Poetry / “Cereal box decoder ring”

Cereal box decoder ring   Your pink pillow now missing had been inside an invisible box with a Crayola note on the back of a love letter treasure map saying something about ‘in case of emergency’   So I go to my drawer and find my cereal box secret decoder ring to decode your internal…

Poem: Heraclitus

When we sat side by side and row by row watching sideways rain beat the side of the building at the far end of campus our professor taught us that the weeping philosopher suggested you can’t enter the same river twice and this must be true because I swim in you daily disrobed with despair…

Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to”

Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “I’ve enjoyed reading “Songs You Can’t Dance To” by Steven Harz immensely. It is a book for lovers and losers. A book celebrating young love while remembering times of lost love. There is a story…