Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…

liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…

death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening

crickets and brittle leaves empty seed pods scurrying in the heavy scent of autumn

I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…

(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker

surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas

Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid

which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…

a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold

pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction

My queen for a day My man’s is in drag again Halloween party

Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people

I am a tree beside the water my ancient roots run deep and wide in Mother Earth as one body dies

see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed