I am the river you are the earth steely grey waters bubbling over rocks collecting in the crevices speeding with the current taking me along. I hold tight to your sides as you guide me with gentle hands palm pressed against the small of my…

If I look hard enough I see you striding along the path your denim shorts and white shirt striking among a sea of walkers. As your pace quickens, I fall behind till you come back around. I toy with a stone watch the crows flapping about. The…

Cupboards and spiders, Screaming and fighting, All of a sudden, I’m eleven, There’s magic. A big scary man and a secret train station, A red headed boy and a little know it all. Four houses to belong to, A talking hat that decides my way,…

Buckle up, bitches And get ready to ride You just might need stitches You best say goodbye. From what life has taught me Through my ins and my outs Jutting through the expanse to see To witness what it’s all about One minute I’m jovial…

This is not a story about Ram it never was, though he played a two bit role which pandered to his vanity and you are forgiven for thinking it is. This is a story of a woman born of the Earth sold to the strength…

We cremated my uncle the other day Actually we left the body and walked away As the cadaver waited in queue.   There was a young girl my daughter’s age Who died gasping for breath, her mother Waiting soundlessly, was given the body instead.  …

Her whole life, Every breath she takes, She wants to change what’s normal, She wants to change what’s accepted. She wants people to feel like home, No matter who they love, No matter who they want to be, No matter who they are. She wants…

Normal  Family -Poem Seven   Love has been the norm of my family Love has kept us together as one family   Love has made us stronger as one We portray a backbone as one We may need to learn new ways begun   Working…

Love Reveals Naked truth Undressing my thoughts. Clothes slipping down into A pile on the floor ‘neath me, patiently waiting your touch. Downcast eyes flicker warmth hiding softly Fallen words, describing what you see What your heart has moved to feel within you That which…

If someone wrote a poem about me, what would the lines say? Here is a woman who happens along every evening. Would they see the children on my hands, the dogs in the swing of my arms? The limp I carry as I drag one…