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 »
Tag: writing
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 »
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 »
Dig
Soft, fresh, padded arms,
never tanned, never starved,
freshly powdered, swung their way
to Grandma’s House.
I knew I visited the coolest grandmother
when my tear-free washed, towel-dried arms
pressed out against cool linoleum,Read More »
the thumping
pound
on
the pavement
poundRead More »
Alphabet Ravine 