You can learn anything from YouTube. Lately, this has been eye shadow and how to choose foundation.   And, no, I am not a teenager.   When I was a teenager, zipping round the rink to the evangelical enthusiasm of Newsboys’ “Shine,” I turned up…

The missing ring is here somewhere. Is it hiding in the pillows, or smirking behind the scarves? It may be covered in candle wax or suffocating beneath the pile of incense ash. The dark deep corners of the shoe closet are suspect; as well as…

For Churchill, the shadow of vermouth on his martini was enough. For my brother, two drops of water in his bourbon please, the memory of what it once was. Once, my shadow was the only thing I owned; it could not leave. I looked for…

I, doubting daughter, doubt my sister and brother, for their love in me.

Before his eyes, a girl is yapping and whining at the barrier he had installed beforehand. It was a barrier he put up to protect his love. Though the love had run away with another wolf. At the moment, his heart had sunken deep into…

I can’t believe I’m writing this I watch as the sun sets before my eyes There’s nothing left outside, the ground is burnt Instead the inside beckons The air conditions outside are stifling Instead I’ll eat some ice cream Worlds apart just due to a…

Part of what I’m hoping to do over the course of the marathon is (should circumstances allow) is work on poems in proposed sequences/other projects. The previous poem “Duchess of Oldenburg” (though owing to the prompt, it was very different to how I thought it…

Mahogany trees Tropical forest birdsong Obscured ocean view

  coffee is a poet’s tool especially served black in a simple cup unadorned without sugar without milk not compromised by love

My thoughts are wandering all the words, I’m pondering.   the prompts, some challenging the poetess is learning   New forms, and definitions Here’s to posting, quick decisions   The sounds of music, echoing while the pen is beckoning.   The marathon, my wrecking ball….