A Letter to Healthcare Workers

In this time of COVID, I want to send you thanks. My heart is full of gratitude for your service. Did you know how needed you were? Were you able to to choose? Were you given time to assess your immortality or did you think…

Summer Letters

Dearest Nana, My Chateau is warm today With the shining summer sun Just in time For The Poetry Month! So I write to you this letter To introduce Epistolary Poetry And ask if you will Write back to me too! And also to say that…

Aria Aria Butterfly

After our first was born we have been dreaming Of little baby girl so dainty yet beaming We often look above and wish upon the stars May God grant us all the desire of our hearts Then finally our dream of baby girl came true…

Farewell to You (Hour 4)

Molasses eyes, vertiginous depths, tender in gaze, opened to me, abated my fear, born inside. Velvet hands of strength smoothed my tears; you spoke of hope and held me close. Distance called, left me cold, until heaven claimed you, and the earth kept you. Scarring…

Mysterious She

With a series of follies She was to agonize But otherwise She was, One amongst the Wise With the sparkle in her eyes Unseen were her tries And a mouth full of lies Unheard were her cries To the broken ties She said goodbyes But…

Up for Interpretation

I scroll through all the pictures, Trying to decipher their messages. Trying to really see them, yet Uncomprehending what they mean. A photo of a boat on the azure water catches my eye. Immediate, visceral outrage Oil spilling on the pristine waters. (Oil spills are…

Break Neck Speed (Hour 4)

BREAK NECK SPEED Life moves at break neck speed, full throttle, balls to the wall, waiting for no one. So why should I? I’ve spent most of my life putting others first, silencing my heart, dying to the dreams coursing through my blood, pouring out…

#4 the hunt

my husband¬†bestows me with gifts like a cat victorious from a late night hunt his smoldering saliva drips from his stunt his raw power quivering over my cunt   oreos, little debbie’s, peanut m and m’s my husband bestows me with gifts the peace bounty¬†from…

Migratory Birds

HOUR FOUR-   8.45am: At Subway Waiting for the train with a cup of coffee, salted bagel and a book in my hand. I peered around me. People of all sorts, shapes, sizes and with different appetites wait. To reach their destination. My stare now…

Among The Stars

Looking up at the night sky Filled with these little stars I think back to when i was young And tried to count them in all seriousness Sometimes reaching out my hand As if to get hold of one of them And getting all dissapointed…