so many closets throughout my life the one full of christmas presents i secretly opened  one with films of vintage family i never got to watch the closet  my boyfriend  stayed hidden in the closet that kept me safe from the next one same closet…

In this flat setting, humans, like letters, stand out. Perspective accounts are being written all throughout the country. Settlements are like punctuation marks where lives collide, like the rivers and mountains, the ancient ink of the Earth. Huge oceans, and an ink-black sea, shroud a multitude…

Losing my creative brain so you get two haikus. A bit silly but fun to write.   Hour 21   Treetops above me Grassy fields below my feet Shit I’m really lost Stretch and yawn at dawn Run and have fun in the sun Crawl…

I’ll turn my tears into poems and my kisses into frogs if necessary! But what will you do with your expectations? Will you bury them or will you invoke them?

Running for cover, into the ground, around in circles, running a temp, a foul, a tab, hot and cold, on empty, wild, out the clock Running   Prompt for Hour Twenty-One

And when I’m near you the music starts, Apathy fades away as the notes swell. Alluring symphonies play in my heart. All my face painted with blush. Beautiful memories they were. Bloomed over a short time. Beckoned the way to spring. But… Could it be…

Running my nose is running My eyes leak and sting My teeth harbour ulcers I cough when I breathe in Shivers track their way down my back Sweat contradicts my skin’s desires I’ve swollen lips My tongue refuses to identify My nostrils flare red Running…

Butterfly Kites   Soaring through the air, streaks of black and yellow meet the clouds. Little laughs sing on the breeze, fingers wrapped in white string, not letting their joy fly away.

I Feel Like There’s a Poem In Singing ‘Stick Season’ as I Drive Across The Colorado River While Lake Travis is at 40% Capacity On The Coolest Summer of the Rest of Our Lives While Realizing I Likely Won’t See Another Season of the Sticks…

Standing tall at the alter smile pasted on, eyes misty groomed and polished attending all social niceties Mind chatter buffered incapable of feeling love giving love despite effort I am defective Promises made and partially intended trying to avoid harm but we will be upended…