Looking at my forearm under the desk lamp, I see an indention previously unnoticed. Can I now have a fortuneteller read my arm for signs of my destiny? It may have been the trick of the light, inducing me to think my vein had become…

A little nap and time runs away Can’t hold it back Can’t call it back Just watch it fly away  

Softened corners. Warm layers. Vibrations of a living fuzz creature. Collected thoughts. Could it be I know where I am?

The room is a blur my thoughts are a-stir the lizards are monsters their cages mid-whir.   Coffee, poetry mix doing lots of cool tricks words jumping off pages into canine cages.   The dogs are loose, too this place is a zoo my dwarf…

Snatched (Poem 18   The raven’s eye looked terrified It was in shock as the companion flew away The flying stroke as if conveying to the onlooking bird What I deserve I must get I’ve worked hard to earn it And if someone tries to…

Realized I probably should’ve been noting when I don’t us the prompt for the hour… oh well   Hour 11   Every seven years I have a new body All my cells have changed And yet I feel the same  I wonder how many years…

My mother is almost certainly a corvid. If you look at the signs, I am sure it’s in her, Right down to the genus and species. See, she’s: Smart as a tack, She can solve complex problems without ever skipping a beat, She’s got a…

  LET’S APPRECIATE BEAUTIFUL YET DIFFERENT CREATIONS OF GOD In the hallways of your school, You may see a child who seems different She may be the girl who always sits alone Or the boy who never talks to anyone Or a child who just…

We saw each other. Warm feelings. Hobbied excitement. Going places. Hang out with plans that never happen. Enjoying each other with the presence.

Hour Eighteen 3993 Sun-stroked gardens season stained carpets of variegated color- the clean scent of greenery and herbs a pleasant arousal to the senses. The Chickweeds gather in droves clucking away with banter cleaving to the Cleavers until Evening Primrose. Goats Rue the interruption while…