It takes a certain amount of selfishness to be a writer. Like your teenage granddaughter, you have to ignore everyone around you, lock yourself in your room, refuse to speak, eyes on screen, fingers tapping furiously Like your cat, you can’t be bothered by someone…

Cardinal on my doorstep Sing your song to me Make light of all my worries And dance amongst the leaves Blue skies of Summer Shine your light upon me Cast away the gloominess Ever near and haunting me Gentle breeze of June Kindly caress my…

It does not exist because I believe in it, But I believe in it because it exits It’s all over the place, in everything you come across, In all you mesmerize, in every day of morning sun, In every colour of sunset, in every glance…

The reflection, looking back, resemble a Unicorn. The grandchild that adores Unicorns saw it too. Often, in moments of crisis the words, “I am Not a Unicorn” could be heard but still magic would happen. When you are rare, you are a Unicorn. Don’t even…

Forbidden sweetness tender ripeness supple and ample with a crackle and a zing. Fullness came forth  overflowing tenderness Fulfillment and satisfaction in abundance Control is the new norm in town and guess what? it is too cool for you. It’ll blow your hat off It’ll…

As she felt the earth melt beneath her feet, a loving breeze enveloped her. She saw stardust glisten in the distance. The sound of crashing waves surrounded her. As fairies lifted her from the melting earth, she felt herself begin to plummet. Floop! A billowy…

Together we tangle in a lovers knot your mouth hungry for my sun kissed skin my body can’t get enough of yours skin on skin sparks flying speaking in tongues as chemicals release exploding into magical chaos

36 CORN RD PART ONE – The Trip   We left early; station wagon packed There was always a bucket Placed where I could find it quickly Usually I’d make it to Circleville, usually   I hated the trip, smooshed against my siblings All of…

I am just a creature made of clay Because fire isn’t made to play, I am the soul who’s always at peace Because in my territory violence cease,   I am the human full of light Because in my life sadness has no right, I…

Solitude closes in clogging my throat gasping for breath that won’t come. A mantra emerges pulsating in rhythm nothing nothing nothing I feel nothing therefore I am nothing. My skull vibrates from the intensity from this war cry of the heart.