I am a clean sheet of blank paper, inside and out. What I think will be written and carried out.
Little Flower – Published on Spillwords
New poetry, published in Spillwords Press.
Mr. Grim
Because of mom’s actions, everything I had with Misa may be over.
Everything Happens for a Reason
I have to tell you something…
The Night That Split
Clay gets a hookup from Earth.
Faded Rhythm
My dream is coming true tonight.
Together
I screamed so loud, for years…
Love and Pasta
It’s eight and my heart plummets. Am I nervous? That never happens…
Independence Grinch
I’ve had enough of these traditions already. Maybe.
Liquid Courage
She looks like an exotic mermaid wading through turquoise.
Rainbow Ride
Down, down, down….
Smiling Faces
Can’t believe I’m responding with smiling faces.
Interesting Private Things
I feel my sunflower move closer to me, gripping my shoulder. I think it’s afraid… Because I am.
Slip Into Somewhere
Slip away.
You Know I Still Love You
I slam the accept button and grip the steering wheel. If this woman makes me crash my truck…
Come With Me
I’m so disappointed in myself I can’t look at my reflection. I’ve never cheated on anything.
Eight-Year-Old Little Girl
Someone was watching. She knew.
Losing Control
We touch each other’s hands as we reach for the papers.
Silence Pays Well
We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
Daydream
She daydreams in bed, manifesting you.