Last Friday,
my feisty Grandma traversed on,
on to her next life.
scented, shrouded,
en route to her forever-home.

She was 80 years young,
living with family.
They were so careful
She never went out
covid still stole her from us
We want her back

It's these f*cking politicians' fault
they eat, sleep, party, vacay
and all I want is my Grandma back

you were
the most beautiful
red rose
i couldn't resist
picking you
and leaving
you to
die

Suffering

                    in silence

                                        is the world's

                                                        ­          most addictive

                                                               ­                                  substance.


        pills, drinks, syringes, lines... are just the Tools of Suffering
                for people whose prime preoccupation has become
                                   self-imposed silent suffering.

but Yoouu

                     are NOT on
  
                                                 that crap!
                          

                                                    So
        ­                                            Sis!
                                                    Stop!
      ­                                              Suffering!
                                                    Soundlessly!­

Her translucent gown
was spectacular
but her motive
in wearing it
was also translucent
to the nearby women
who watched the men
falling all over themselves
to get next to her.
The women saw right through
translucence.
ljm