I am fighting to resist strong impulse to step off high road dip bare feet boldly into waters of righteous indignation my devils whisper vengeance seductively into bleeding ears egg on palms that itch to slap cheeks that spew false smiles, revisionist history shrill voice that fills the vacuum left by my dignified— but deeply … Continue reading Slow Burn
bittersweetsymphoniesechofor thismotherless childit has beenalmost two decadesbut fingers still itchto pick upold-fashioned receiveron Sundayspunch in your numbertell you about the 90’sElijah earned on spring finalshear you laugh that Alis indeed my karmaroll your eyesacross the milesat my latest tattoo we were puzzlesto each othermismatched piecesthat oftenrubbed and chafedI was neversoft cardboardwas I?lasered steel perhapssharp around … Continue reading Mother’s Day
Brave & Reckless 