Writer. Demand Poet.
I thought I saw something
Out the corner of my eye
And I was right–
The bright, perfect edges
Of a morning’s light
Chiseling out the
Fine details of my back
Yard: Â the bark of the
Wind battered Norway… Read the rest “Last Obstacles”
I was so tired at
7 p.m. that I excused myself
From the ravioli and
Gave over to my husband
The dishes and climbed
Up the stairs and in
Between the quilt and the
Vellux and let myself
Collapse into… Read the rest “Collapse”
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At the concert, the singer
Strums her guitar and stares
Into the lights, singing
Live. I’m bleeding out a
Day’s (more than) pay for
Her and in this 18th row
I’m just a shadow, though I
Hope suppose … Read the rest “In the Details: Live”
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This week’s theme is ‘body.’
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Parts
I am walking through the
Pages of another magazine
And I am sighing a sigh I have
Given up on sighing in mixed
Company; I’ve traded it for
Screaming inside at … Read the rest “Parts”
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Stop saying I have
Mood swings.
(Please)
That was an ugly
Vase anyway, one
I bought on an
Emotional spending spree
At Goodwill. I’ve got
A lot going on in this
Idiot brain life.
Last night’s noise was … Read the rest “Last Night’s Noise”