brain dead zombie says coffee no work- mashes keys me go sleep now please

so very sleepy my eyes close against my will need them open now

High above Looking down Everything seems so small from up here Like a miniture town designed for child’s play Mini buildings Mini cars Mini figures racing back and forth Who is the child leading us on our way Do they wish us well Taking care…

Even in his youth He ran to the village Where he invested Yelling things not understood Often venting about how little he knew So he ran again endlessly to find The world Until it was his

You set me Free through your thick black ink pouring through your golden tip We have seen the world together, you and I, Through 26 letters You have never let me down or high or run dry I plan to keep you locked in between my…

I live a quiet life. I’m a mostly quiet wife in a necessarily quiet house – I’d rather be alone than in a group, I operate better that way. but that’s the tricky part. – the voices in my head —   you’re not [________]…

Today it rained and then the sun burst through and more rain, and more sun tomatoes on the vine burst into crimson I pull one from its stem still wet, still warm sink my teeth into its paper thin flesh juice runs down my chin I suck the seeds…

To Books   They’re home to me, books, my history, my medicine, my love They’re the ship, the map, the X and the trove   Friend, foe Wound, woe Bound, free Ink on pulpy tree              

Mirrored Love My body is not young and tight, its skin is no longer taut. Crow’s feet fan from my eyes, and freckles speckle my face and arms. Hardened callouses encrust the heels of my feet, their edges split and bleed in the cold. A…

The Past: A Haiku   Stars of memories dusting off the clouds we see Truth trickling down