i wish i could say i understand rather i drown beneath this invisible cloak knit with a double cable stitch made to keep me warm i suffer in the humid summer bit by mosquitoes who crawl through the yarn shiver, afraid to emerge ever be seen… silence takes my voice and everyone else takes myContinue reading “offering”
Afraid to let you go i twine the words of complicated grief there was no goodbye never another hello and then i made it worse opened myself wide displayed before savage eyes killed myself slowly with little pride to show flames shooting higher than ever thought possible i sold my soul to the devil whoContinue reading “suttee”
The deepest, darkest rises in the fog, burned away -hidden desire. Oh, why feel so free behind the screen? And how our creator tapped into the sensual, leaves us mourning the loss of soul.
what was she? -looking for in no uncertain terms lace is lace between intertwined legs so who -then?
trace the shapes of your thoughts words outline my back once buried under desert skin discovery
Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well-lived. word orgies leave us naked empty days and nights your feasting strips humility scraps of audacity linger-longer recognize Christ? Standing outside, admiring Joan Miro’s outdoor sculpture… Miro’s Chicago we were invited into The Chicago Temple by a passerby. It was absolutely beautiful inside. Ornate wood andContinue reading “Raped”
Do i dare emerge from -shadows, drink deep from the well? Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face You offer -me am i real? a figment of our imagination? Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face Drink deep -crimson less the world worn and heavy rape your soul. Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face Save yourself.
Caladelis Island FL 2017 wave washes ashore abandoned family secrets progress, create more (Day Four White Sands)
Winter Garden 12/9/2017 Act IV: Men’s smiles instantaneous mortal wound fleeting summer buds “Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ‘t.” Macbeth Quote (Act I, Scene V).
Wrap me in labels Put thoughts in my head Color me in marker, fabric and thread, Just don’t leave me -vanquished Buried by weeds Overgrown -malignant greed.