Poetry

Penis Envy? I Think Not

With a wink and a calculated sway I play my fertility like mahjong. I draw the standard rules and what piece I’ll give away is up to me....

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Planned Parenthood

The unshaven man in front of the clinic who smells of neglect and looks belligerent, as though he always has to have a cause to make him...

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Make it Stop

The words are peeking in at the oddest times they want to say so much but I shelter them from eyes. I need to protect their vulnerability...

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What I Did

You, are not just something I write about – for, of, around or under. You, are something that flies so close to my wing then dives...

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The Night Before Christmas 2017

It was the week before Christmas, when all through the house The kids were asleep, but the parents were out. They searched through the...

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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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