I am not a caged bird,
but sometimes, I prefer the isolation...

Charlotte never complained or moaned when I called...

-
I sewed my heart back together...

I am the soul of this town,
feeding ostracized families...

Do you know?
Before I succumb to wandering skies...

April brings memories of you -
your smile, like sunshine...

Your hands are gone.
I look at my own and I am disgusted...

Grandpa, my eyes will never deny how speechless I
was when seeing how pain wrapped itself around...

Hunger stabs at the anxious
folds of my stomach...

Incandescent
crystal lights shine...

It takes only one eye to affirm
you're at the end of a vision...

The tears slip down
my swollen cheek...