“Pen’s Perspective”   I’m one of her favorites a limited edition   me and my sister the Poetess, she refills us   with inks of purple and black   cradled in the space between her finger and thumb   as our ink fill her lines…

The  forbearance of leaving My friends at the half Seemed logical   There’s a new princess Due anytime now the Poetess thought   As her heart longed for words Long after midnight   That magical time where headphones rock her through to the morning light…