Comparing breakfast to dinner.

He handed me a book saying, ever read Bukowski? Didn't like him then; less so, now. This was not the right answer. So, you think you write better? Better? Comparing breakfast to dinner.

Gabriela Marie Milton (Wounds I Healed) interviewed by NY Glamour Magazine!

https://read.amazon.com/kp/card?preview=inline&linkCode=kpd&ref_=k4w_oembed_oqWELDXtFgdkg1&asin=B0B3QM6QLV&tag=kpembed-20 I am so excited to share with you the news that Gabriela Marie Milton, internationally-acclaimed poet and editor of Wounds I Healed, has been interviewed by New York Glamour Magazine! In her insightful interview, she talks in-depth about the inspiration behind the poetry anthology, the themes it tackles, and its relevance in the wider … Continue reading Gabriela Marie Milton (Wounds I Healed) interviewed by NY Glamour Magazine! →

How The Arrow Flew.

Beauty drew the archer’s eye; absolutely true. “To this woman,” bade the bowman. How the arrow flew! As a vesper, as a whisper; diaphanous, and blue as Venus rising in the window; under waxing moon. [diaphanous & blue: acrylic, detail. 2022]