Robert Roe

  • You charming little notch in the windowsill

    How many mornings have you captured

    Have you heard our madness

    Im ashamed

    I promise we’re not that way

    Love is our language

    We’re working on it

    I […]

  • “The people who denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest danger. They were blind sleepwalkers on tightropes, fingers scoring thin air.” – Janet Finch (White Oleander)