Center Of Time
Welcome home, a strawberry plant grows out back for you, but it has twisted to fingernails to scratch away the bugs. It has a heart, ready for transplant. I promised to die, I admit, I’m in the habit,...
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Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
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Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
View ArticleAm I New
Flapping tongue, to change your name, to change yourself, to change, to change, you say it’s smoking time, maybe if the zone changed, but we run on desert time, at devil lake I wish I was, a reservoir,...
View ArticleWhen The Fire Burns
I haven’t drank you for an hour, or swallowed the sharks swimming in your pale manhood. The road gobbled me up and I do not miss your cancerous tongue, all I smell is rubber and all I want is the moon...
View ArticleLittle Golden Girl
Sounds like you are lost right behind where you are almost are What are you doing here? Swiping what I have to say about that? It is I, making sure that no thieves take the golden honey from the hives....
View ArticleThe People
Starved out of politeness, cockroach-kicked feet walk across a blue night. My lungs are stuck together, breathing in radiation from the hot air blown in my face. The people, the people glow white teeth...
View ArticleFountain Of Confessions
Hi Everyone!! My 2nd book, Fountain Of Confessions, is going to be available through Amazon this week. I am so excited to share it with you. I am going through my emails for reviewers and getting in...
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Fountain Of Confessions Fountain Of Confessions is now available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle. I look forward to hearing any feedback on it. Thank you so much!
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The dragon doesn’t wake with the sun. It is warmed through mock light, on an affected cove. It looks like it could be made of mopani, but he cannot tell colors what they should be and what they are...
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Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
View ArticleMosquito
Where does this come from, this sand in my head? Turn me upside down, let me start over. Or no! Fill me with water. Let me mix into mud. A grown sculpture standing still forever. The baby sleeps on his...
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