The house behind glass walls   I groom my grass, push the blades to the side and expose the dirt. I point my finger and drag, tracing a circle in the dust. I watch ants slink by, snails pull their bodies and make their spirals,…

Thanking Him today, Praising Him, worshipping Him, Blessings overflow, Everyday, I must thank you, Praying for grace and mercy.

I was on the road today city-to-city with ample time due to detours and errands spent driving through smaller, rural communities as well as city and suburban neighborhoods It is summer the weather good leaving me puzzled, in dismay passing well-stocked parks equipment filled playgrounds…

A swelling reservoir of insignificant bustling, the roaring byproduct of crowded masses, shapeless faces, eyes that count lights, eyes and mouths speaking, so many talking, breathing, wasting themselves all over the surface. Death by automobile, gasping like malfunctioning robotic fish, mouth agape in the thin…

The moment when the sun subsides from cloud to fire and dips behind another hide-and-go-seek through the outer rims of space given to those who want it to feel like it had before when nothing was innocent Is fair game, what did I have to…

If I had energy, I’d bring out Lizzo Who’d ask me how I was feeling And I would stick out my booty, Grinding to the rhythm, Tossing my braids while checking my broken nails, Shouting to the world and Lizzo, “Good as hell!”   Because…

“In an ocean so huge, We lie so tiny.     The ocean churns, Like a fruit in a smoothie, With storms so violent, Waves rise and crash, Back into the ocean, Yielding no mercy, To the unlucky.   The ocean is merely, A big…

Alarms, bells, shouting, mower loudly goes this is the stuff that wakes me up grows, bellows, down ears to toes thunder, lightning – fright’ning blood shot eyes – bright’ning screech owl screaming my dreaming waking now.   – Sandra Johnson, 6/27/21  

Fruits on a plate, flowers in a vase- what a pleasant smell to enjoy and remember!

DON’T GET LOST IN STORY FOREST (OR, IF YOU MUST, BRING GOOD GALOSHES)   that damn puffy vest was cool for five minutes in the 90’s when bulma broke up with yamcha on toonami let’s face it folx aliens are always hotter to a supposed…