The physiological readiness
for paths we are not only not ushered
to but for paths that we are forbidden.
Dexterity of our thumbs, given noRead More »
On Patience, Pt. 2
I want to survive so bad
that I could take a pill that takes
away desire to live if it
would give me the strength to get by.
And perhaps I shall.
But I only know of one of those,Read More »
On Patience, Pt. 1
I remember drowning
in waves,
how God knelt upon the sea
and placed a gift behind me,
and my anxiety,
of what was inside and whether
it could keep me alive,
but I did not want
to squeeze the package.Read More »
Ruminator
On rare occasion,
I wave tasty topic
after tasty topic Read More »
Her scent entices
Her scent entices
I’d risk chill for first tender
fragrant breeze of March
(feat. in The Lanthorn)
Ani’s Song (Star Wars 3)
I tried to wine, dine, and dance
after holding your rough hands,
closing my eyes,
slaying grace.
Illusions of my upper crustRead More »
Esme
I feel like a toilet paper roll
on a steep mountainside-
always struggling upwards,
not moving at all.
Afraid of falling down.Read More »
Lesson Plans
Grubby thumbs, bubble gum, and tire swings
set the stage for recess- Our turn to teach.
Sean’s sitter had shown him some algebra.
Keith knew what sex was. Hazel had met God,
and Em could map the local ghost’s hide outs.
Me? I shared my expertise on hatred-Read More »
Digging Through the Attic Chest
Digging through the attic chest,
throwing kisses across the floor
Digging through the attic chest,
scavenging for something moreRead More »
the girl that fell
The fists that hit,
cuffed.
The feet that kicked,
chained.
The girl that fell,Read More »
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