Hey! I just finished this new piece, and you’re such a great friend, I want to give it to you as a gift. Just a little something to say, “Thanks for always supporting me”. Oh, this? You can’t just GIVE this away. This is your art. Please, I want you to have it. No, no,… [Read more…]
April 11, 2012
The ridiculousness of the porch light in the morning. Glowing, stupid Unable to fight the breaking of day The breaking away from all those nighttime wonderings. Staring Bold-faced and turned on at a separate and self-satisfied world which remains unconcerned with its electricity, its heat and hope and desire To just give a little light-
April 11, 2012
Coming soon to a Toys ‘R’ Us location near you; it’s Breast Cancer Barbie! Complete with IV (fluids sold separately) and sick pan. I’m sorry. Perhaps I am a little jaded. Maybe I am slightly less lost in the clouds of solidarity and sisterhood of cancer as “Identity”. Cancer as some pink accessory to be… [Read more…]
January 22, 2012
Remember when you were so enamored you thought you were a poet? And connected to that old electric current and Joni Mitchell song lyrics? And you laid it all down at my feet amongst flower petals and your childhood longing. Remember when you’d stare and stare at all the awe? At all you thought about… [Read more…]
January 22, 2012
I may never miss you- Since the You that I see now, so clearly, hears no dissenting voice. Has no objection No challenger No defender of any honor that was never there.
January 22, 2012
But, I can only sleep in your bed, feel the warmth of your breath, feel your fingertips outstretched for me, so many times before I’ll want to love you. Before I’ll want to reach back for you, unrestrained and unworried. But, you always pushed me back a little, didn’t you? You could never let… [Read more…]
January 13, 2012
“I wrote about you this morning” I wanted to tell him. “I wrote about you sweetly and passionately, half accidentally you spilled out of me into blue ink, that ignited you ever more inside of me. And I swear, you’ve put teeth marks on the inside of my skin now.” I want to speak, I… [Read more…]
October 2, 2011
I don’t want to die young and alone and a drunk and a crazy Like so many other Poets Do Because the calling, sucking, constant Dark eats up their heart too quickly. It is always a fast burn- The sharpest Prettiest Words.
October 2, 2011
I have left my words. Because I chose not- Despair And consummation And isolation. I have denied the depth in me Its mourning song I have caught the little night bird by its throat And I whisper sweet daytime remedies. I have a sea beneath my bones And it wells… [Read more…]
August 29, 2011
Every woman makes at least one man in her life. Men don’t just happen naturally, or accidentally, by the mere passing of time. Guys first have to be molded and destroyed by a woman before they can be born an actual man; and some never cross the line. The male’s natural life-path springs directly from… [Read more…]
May 19, 2012
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