Melodrama

Bent in the field where the weevils skip daffodils
and sundry marvels surpass dreaming in the wee...

My books are subdued. Having read them
in my prime miasma. bookmarks, marking time…
like a...

Please forgive me if for I know not what I say

I may be muddled amidst my memories from my...

Lizzie Borden took an axe,
And gave her mother forty whacks,
When she saw what she had done...

On the corner of Whisper and Stuart i plucked my eyes out
and went about my day. there was a myriad...

have I told you
the trees dance with me?
yes, it sounds funny
but it's true and...

He runs them out like rats in a desert

Those Mothers with their little ones, flee their country...

when i join myself
the appropriate thing to do
is to sing.
i keep smoking the...

Spring is thumping on the heels of Winter
I can Feel it like a cord
in my sternum, fetching...

morning spawn on the infinite lawn of all grace
purged of adderall with all the moxy of a post-it...

Runny mascara and broken nails, by the side of a man with white tie and tails

Stood at the alter...

when I sing
for you I sing
because of you I sing
when I dance
for you I dance...

Boomerang

You Toss Me Like A Boomerang...
A Boomer-Fris-Rang-Bee...
You Spin Me...

pylons pinching a nerve in a complex
dripping with jewels, tucked into
concave...

while on the verge of an absolute Sunday
I came upon my muse. staggering my disjoint bones
...

the rotten core of a pink spark in a clot of darkness
is a fidget spinner… that can’t find your name...

the amnesia of being present with a pastime as slow as loving her
with my own eyes, heavy as...