“I slowly stare at the blue water rushing by, As I sit down and dip my toes in the cold river, And the river keeps flowing unconcerned, Eventually I gently ease myself into the river, And bathe in its refreshing cold water, I feel the…

The one thing that I needed Was the same you wouldn’t grant me I tried further explanation But you couldn’t understand me Couldn’t being wouldn’t You had so very many chances And if only you had asked I would’ve given all the answers I needed…

Sometimes, I have FOMO until I’m out and about and miss my solitude Sometimes, I get lost within myself and my dark thoughts swirl I think I’m alone have nothing to contribute no adventurous tales to tell no travels to speak of then a friend…

Where you are today is NOT where you have to stay   The freedom of choice Is still ours to make Sister’s raise your voice   Burnt to ash The phenix rises   We have the power We’ve been led astray   Start exactly Where…

For this. I still have time for a song, Don’t cry out loud. That angry spittle and spite and spilled beer truly her tragedy. When she crashed in, eyes blazing, hands ready to wreck my peace. She upended my particle board dresser, my bookcase, my…

A woozy drunk DUI He lost control because he was DUI Police officer arrest drunk for DUI What was thought a bender-fender was deeper   He got a ticket for DUI The victim pressed charges for DUI The drunk pleaded guilty for DUI What was…

dearly beloved we are gathered here, our marriages intact for the most part, to see what these ridiculous SCOTUS pranksters will make of us next. oh, we’ve done the marches at the Justice Department, the White House, the Reflecting Pool, the Vietnam Wall, P Street…

heart attack, the words whispered from ear to ear sounded horrible, cruel condescending all i wanted was to rush into the room where my father lay hooked up and hold him close, tell him he was safe they were allowing no one in not even…

The Choice Should be Ours to make Not a power grab For them to take away from us Never thought I’d see the day, where that freedom slipped away. Remembering the horror stories of days gone by; with coat hangers, butchers with dirty knives.

Oh rowan and ash, oh oak, oh willow and pine. Oh save me from my mind, from belts and bruises and hammers. Please. Save me from burning flesh and screams screams screams. From electrical grids on a mattress and the quarters. Please. Save me from…