Excuse me.
I have made a mistake
in choosing my footing,
into mouth, oddly fitting,
a self-inflicted drive-by shoe-ing.
Gold and Honey
I remember
your warm skin,
like gold and honey,
dripping against
my tongue’s tip.
The Kings of Atlanta
Say goodbye
to the Kings
of Atlanta.
Weave their story
into the tapestry
of your life. Continue reading “The Kings of Atlanta”
Undreaming
I carved out a place…
it’s carved in my mind,
an edifice, defaced,
to hide all the bad times. Continue reading “Undreaming”
Kissed, Askance
Pressed against
a granite bosom,
kissed, askance,
by Mother, moving. Continue reading “Kissed, Askance”
Dripping
I’ve been holding
you for so long. Continue reading “Dripping”
These Words are Sand
All my words are sand
angry hands on hourglass hips
you are fully turned Continue reading “These Words are Sand”
I Have Climbed the World
I have broken things
thought unbreakable.
I have created things
thought unmakeable. Continue reading “I Have Climbed the World”