Poetry

What We Need

We are sun-baked in the sand, hand in gritty hand, when you ask me, “What’s your favorite season?” Expect me to say—Here. Now. No...

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Aleppo at Christmas 2016

The age of miracles pretending to be this wonderful illusion wanting to see our hearts depths and story lines wanting to leave the eyes and...

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The Hair There

The hair there keeps coming back, pushing through, endlessly, as if there is a message they have been trying to get to you, years now. But...

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Brave Enough

We couldn’t survive the hurt Our injured, tattered, fragmented souls had weathered too much and we couldn’t weather each other any...

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Queen Of My Paradise

Queen of my Paradise, The lands you keep run wild with berries That pop hot in the sun, stains spreading into wicked smiles Red, purple,...

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My Saturday Morning Baseball Hat

I love my Saturday morning baseball hat, My anti-welcome mat, which I wear When I don’t want to put on makeup on my face Or do my hair up...

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Carpet Talk

Oh the heavy feet that endless tread my threadbare weave, heavy hearts balanced on heavy feet, heavy thoughts filling hollow heads with...

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LOST

How can the voices I don’t hear compete with the voices you do? For loving you has become difficult and the wanting of you now...

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Lamenting with Blue Jays

Blue sparkles in the twist of cold branches tangle vivid stories inside those black eyes darting around spotting me looking, casting glow...

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Release Me.

Years spent attempting to destroy myself Never a break given Convinced to have done more Could have screamed Should have fought harder...

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BODY / IMAG(INE) – a poem in four parts

PART ONE/ BODY She dressed Hastily Alone Averting her eyes As loose flesh rolled Over her frame   And by squeezing And shimmering Her...

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Hmm, So Wistful

for the motel days. for the barbecues and the merry-go-rounds picking the best ponies, not enough to go around. so under the sheets, we are...

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Things to Tell My Son

A woman is more than Lush thighs and warm honey to lose yourself in a drive by. She is a long road trip, filled with aching joints and...

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Stake It

I turned into a vampire for you. I wanted to walk with you I wanted to love you. I never tried enough too busy in my own head. Overthinking...

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Before Dawn

Let me acknowledge this darkness, its pain and its fears. Let me report what I have seen in this world I have chosen to love. Let me say...

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No

The roses, I got the thorns. The candles, I got burnt. The virgin’s blood, mine bled from the heart. You took without asking, to you,...

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Say Goodbye Donald, You American Monster

Say goodbye Donald you American monster the end is near your Election day reckoning is oh so close and I can taste my fury as I want to...

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Kids

Before the realization of our mortality came into play, before panicking was a daily routine, life just wasn’t taken as seriously as...

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Sunglass Hut

I wear my sunglasses when I step outside so no one will be able to tell I am high, the red railway map of my eyes guides the way; Vivid...

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Things to Tell My Daughter

Be a witch. Oppose everything you see, read and hear strummed up as fact and scavenge for truth. Be a witch. Protect your mind and your...

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Tinge

This, then will cure me, no, not that, an edge of knife blade, self-turned to pinch at wrist, not slice, just tip in to test resolve, not...

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Lungful

I am supposed to breathe better know all the grammar rules ask me how to spell a word you will not need to look it up here I am, your own...

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The New

There is no hurry to bring in the fury of what life will end or begin for you. The beginning will always feel so new, while the pain of...

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Thought

Thought …about what made me happy, was making me happy; makes me happy. Thought …about what made me laugh the hardest and when I...

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Time’s Signature

The words of those around me, I know, are shallow still for all their false depth of character. The words I keep from me, I know, are...

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Panties Be Gone

I love to feel the breeze above my knees, swirling beneath ballooning skirt, and reaching my secret places unhampered by nylon, lace,...

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