I wish for a release from the energies that bind me. The ones that wish to control and defined me. I don’t belong to them, I belong to me. These juvenile texts are used to express what I feel. Does that not make them all…

Childhood visits to our neighborhood library mandated pilfering of free bookmarks one for each book seemed logical never remembering that I returned only the books varietal bookmarks littered my bookshelves, then desk drawers a dedicated few made it into, stayed within the confines of a…