he said to me
and he pried my plot open.
A rapture catharsis could never equal.
Now, I was his
and he was finished with me.
(As published in Full of Crow Poetry – Web | July, 2013, Full Of Crow Poetry: Independent Online Literary Magazine of Poetry)
I died when I read Ms. Lynn Alexander’s e-mail asking permission if she could publish my seemingly poem. Utterly humbled and grateful.
…and about the bio note, wasn’t expecting they’d take it seriously.