Hour Twenty-Four (had to repost because I accidentally deleted the original that was posted at 8:44 am EST I had a horrible case of the dumb) It’s not so much about the carnal the jutting hips and softness of breast and the iron ripples of…

The desire to launch into a club hit is almost unbearable   Thinking of bass hits and flashing lights and muscles on display   Followed quickly by two men bobbing their heads in time making fools of themselves while others laugh   In this mad…

what is love when it’s one-sided? What is love if you’re not appreciated? what is love when you feel like the journey is just yours? What is this kind of love on rainy days? In the heat? On bad days? What is love when it’s…

Hour Nineteen 3:45 Dizdain Form Will you hold my hand as time passes on, or will you let go and lead me to fall? Will you remain with me in breaking dawn, or will you balk and lead me to nightfall? Will you love above…

Today I was at lunch with a physicist I know. His eyes lit with a golden glow, his cheeks flushed as he said with relish, “We don’t know what dark matter is, but dark matter is everywhere, and is responsible for all of us being…

I’ve decided not to come out Jam, cream and scones are more delicious in the dark The closet doesnt quite close I can still see you   If there’s a power cut I won’t be afraid if it floods i’m off the floor its where…

I was gathering beet greens when I saw the sleeve of his jacket reach around my waist. A tremor filled my heart, as I had been longing for his kiss so many lonely days on the bayou wondering when he might return… If he might…

Hour Ten Kyrielle form Will you still say you love me when the fall of age when it begins and when my waist is out of place upon my features will you trace The outline of my eyes that look like jeweled sunflowers pressed in…

BRIDGE OF 2 HEARTS Bridge of two hearts Standing tall in the rocky mountains Bridge of two hearts Covered in footsteps of mutual despair Bridge of two hearts Shaking in the stormy voices of unwanted truth Bridge of two hearts Held tight to the ground…

My husband died in February. We haven’t lived together for years, but we stayed close. Just as we were when we were together. He lived across the world, and when he died, I thought I would somehow know. We had that bond. But I didn’t. He…