A Woman’s Essence
Good morning. Good bye. Hello and see you later. A rumbling inner dialogue now gently placed on paper. . I’ve wondered and I’ve worried, I’ve settled and I’ve sought. The…
In a Past Life
I’m sure I was a bird in my once-lived life before since the proof is all around me and I’m starting to keep score: I love the tips of tree…
A Slight Exaggeration
My cat’s tail caught on fire and my dog he ran away. My boyfriend lost his job and the bills must still be paid. I want a lobster on my…
Another Pandemic Poem
A smudgy mirror, but I don’t care. It adds to my vibe, to the streaked foggy feel that is real on the inside. Outside it’s 30 degrees and I need…
The little things
There is little more as lovely as this purring lump of fur. Well, perhaps a pen fresh with ink or when Saturday’s a blur. Perhaps the first step into the…
Too long
When you have so little patience the whole world takes too long: the coffee pot brewing in the morning dinner at the end of day and standing in line for…
Intimate
Last night on a carpeted floor my lover held me with his eyes, a soft knuckle on my cheek, reassurance his hand on my thigh as he whispered “I see…
Identity Zoo
This year, I came out as Bi. And I’m not sure what to do: It’s as though I’ve got an “Admit One” to an Identity Zoo. My insides are on…
