Five minutes made all the difference. A couple of red lights, or a train, and we would have missed each other. But the world conspired to do us good and nothing since has been the same. To paraphrase a line from one of our poems: “We didn’t ask for this; we wouldn’t have known how.”

That chance meeting, at an intimate gathering in the house of a famous writer, begat late-night talk at the house of a famous architect, and opened the door to a third house being fashioned, even today, from our laughter and tears— a house held together, not by nails, but by love.

This isn’t a fairy tale. As some of these poems will show, we fight with a surgical precision that other writers are sure to appreciate. It’s just the story of two people who meet at a crossroads and set out together in search of a better life, courting and fighting the best way we know: with words.

The poems in this collection were not written for public consumption, but as we reviewed them, a narrative arc emerged that seemed to strike a universal chord. We offer them up to you as a novella in verse, hoping that you will find something pure, honest and clean in our sometimes startling candor.

Namaste,

Brad & Darlyn
December 25, 2007