Poems from halfox

Dreams decline the offer to dance. Like lizards they dart in and out of sight, flicking their tongues, flirting amid the shadows. But, if...
are slippery. Like moss on a riverbed rock they hide, multiplying in the dark places where no one can see. Slowly, so slowly they creep,...
I have twenty-eight teeth that have developed the taste for blood. They pick at curled-in collars and pull small, stinging streaks through...
In her day, she was a lithe little thing, spry and slim and willowy, and she longed, more than anything for a miracle, for magic, for more...
Long ago, you were a clap of a thunder, the power behind a gentle smile, the pulling of a window shade the clinking of ice cubes against...