Creature with a mane, front claws that maim Cloven hoofed hind legs, goat stomach but not head A fire brews within it, its tail is scaled and hisses The original, the monstrous maven, the chimera craven None could fight it save its brother, a beast…

Lumber yard Construction Sunset Industry Destruction Regret Built city Production End it Flat lands Reduction Spend it Mountain land Obstruction Bend it Train Station Seduction Defend it Cross puzzle Induction Up ended Graveyard Destruction Unscented

I’ve Fangs of beast But no teeth, Claws but bear no eyes My children might soon go extinct They take your children’s lives Coyote Burned me once And Bobcat hid my wife I have an empty stomach With which to feast on flesh They burned…

Hour 15 – okay let’s do the things. Let’s keep going I think I’m going to use a prompt from the poet rajah again “wonder where tomorrow is”   POEM 15: If things continue to go this way I’ll have no choice but to wonder…

What do I see in these ghostly leave Portents of the future? Or perhaps the echoes of the past Or a mysterious allure. I see their structure clear as day See the way they work Their delicate lace pattern Revealing nature’s secrets And how it’s…

That thing, give it to me, please Your shiny clicky click-clack The faceted rock I want to squeeze A precious stone, your plastic jewels, Give them to me now. Or I’ll shoot? I’ll shoot. I need the shinies, the pretties To put them in my…

Journal Entry 247 I came across a legend, They looked to be like toadstools Homes for fae the size of shoes Too large to be normal mushrooms. My colleague saved me from disaster, Had I given in my toes would shatter For these were hard…

The tale of Crane Hill An old Military post located in the bay An old war room, updated with radar and sonar The echoing halls of a retired war zone Here the natives laid Slain by disease and Conquistador Here the soldiers died Blood spilled…

CW: pregnancy, miscarriage Me Without You   Nine years later we joke about how hard it was to pee on that stick. How nervous it all made me as 60 seconds turned into an eternity. A popsicle sized piece of plastic told me our lives…

A list of things that fit on our king sized bed with us on it: Two cats; a dozen sweatshirts; a sense of belonging I have never felt before in my life; one-eighth of our polycule; three stuffies the size of a toddler; getting lost…