I knew a man He goes by the name of Campbell Never did I see anyone Who liked to cause more trouble It was coming up to the time When they say Lucifer fell Into the brambles The time we now call The feast of…

Normal Normal, who throws going out to dinner around like we never forgot and asks, how’s it going? who is ever changing and wears different gear each season who sometimes is busy every hour and sometimes has nothing to do but overeat until we finally…

Pour down your thoughts dear Here are your swords- paper and pen Keep writing, have no fear! Pour down your thoughts dear Here is your world – a book Keeping imagining, in full gear! Pour down your thoughts dear Here is your teacher – the…

squared eyes i see into you through the angles of what you show me hiding colour and possibility like jewels in glass cages who have forgotten they, too are Earth medicines older than rivers   i can feel no escape from these boxes containing the…

Similarities   The chill of DayQuil down a sore throat is the same as the coolness of alcohol sprayed on healthy skin is the same as putting a mint between teeth and chewing is the same as you when we kiss in a Covid-filled world.

No one knows what normal is. Only a word. Remember this always. Make every day count. Always be yourself. Love who you are.

Do you understand when I say I tried? I’m tired. Dishes have amassed. I am dirty. I’ve worn this nightgown for three days, coral palms fading and white background turning toward grey. I did. I do. I try. How to explain the fear? I’m frightened…

awash in the colors of a moment so present it feels like a memory as if what was now is but now is the past

Shrieks. Uncovered memory. Get up. Get out. Vulnerable, trusting, three years old. Afraid of the dark, of dark smiles, of dark men. Screams that bleed the throat, phlegm and blood and mucus. Wake up. Get out. Navy shirt, Navy hand, navy darkness when he flips…

Weird is what we make it And normal’s just myth Paid for by their bottom line It never did exist They tell you what you want to wear Then tell you what to eat In marketing and strategy And everyone you meet Give me gothic…