God Am I Trying
So I come like a box of watercolor, surrender to water and Iris. You are drowned out, on a stretcher, a small body of life sucked out of a vacuum. I missed your heartbeat. Where did it go? I found a...
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Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
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Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
View ArticleWhen The Fire Burns
I haven’t drank you for an hour, or swallowed the sharks swimming in your pale manhood. The road gobbled me up and I do not miss your cancerous tongue, all I smell is rubber and all I want is the moon...
View ArticleLittle Golden Girl
Sounds like you are lost right behind where you are almost are What are you doing here? Swiping what I have to say about that? It is I, making sure that no thieves take the golden honey from the hives....
View ArticlePaper
Today I have a theme. I am cardboard, Earth truly is flat. We lay, either way, recycled by the Sun. If you met him, you would know how he melts rocks in one gaze. His superpower is ignited – and we all...
View ArticleThe People
Starved out of politeness, cockroach-kicked feet walk across a blue night. My lungs are stuck together, breathing in radiation from the hot air blown in my face. The people, the people glow white teeth...
View ArticleFountain Of Confessions
Hi Everyone!! My 2nd book, Fountain Of Confessions, is going to be available through Amazon this week. I am so excited to share it with you. I am going through my emails for reviewers and getting in...
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Fountain Of Confessions Fountain Of Confessions is now available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle. I look forward to hearing any feedback on it. Thank you so much!
View ArticleThe Passage
The dragon doesn’t wake with the sun. It is warmed through mock light, on an affected cove. It looks like it could be made of mopani, but he cannot tell colors what they should be and what they are...
View ArticleWhere Dead Mice Sleep
Bring your church to the key – back rooms – chimney sweep – flushed with soot – black like cats – deep in Winter sleep. Bring your arm to my ball – and chain me up – downstairs – I am a slave to black...
View ArticleA Soul In A City
I got the best – I’m double-edged a soul made of numbers. I brought back a green spirit, a whisper of others. She fell to her knees – heart tied to a glance – my stubborn alibi – my handsome ax. But...
View ArticleInside Of A Sleep
You have gone. There is no now, just used to; cement packed into Earth fragments. Ironic, it is, that solidity above the surface is made from what lies beneath. Think about – oh how you can’t! I miss...
View ArticleHe Will Not Follow Me
He swims like a whale, through life, inflated, blubbered up from pomposity. He is all. He creates territory and torture. I am followed. To the outskirts, I dream – puffed up on Winter drugs, countered...
View ArticleLittle Boy
There is a leak in the Earth, quietly letting mercy slip out, unnoticed. Ashes sprout in Spring’s fresh mouth – her lungs blacken with ferocity, a dark mother clouds the sky of an innocent, a soft snow...
View ArticleIt’s A White Night
It’s a white night in a white gown, lights are dancing in black windowsills. In an instant, I’m a crowd; an infant fevering for heavy music to sing. My prison is cumulonimbus. La la la la la. The opera...
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