Yesterday's coffee
Heat it up as rain comes down
Today's cigarette

Meow
He said

Meow
She heard
Marquise eyes
For everyone’s purr

I will gladly skip in your gardens

the petals on my fingertips

like the soft lips you kiss me with

The billowing smoke

Lingers like my lust for him

Let me burn this down

When human being sounds alien

I want to be called Woman

Suddenly I realize I am ******
I actually like the smoke
That eclipses from the ****
Through my lungs
Makes me think
I actually like the smoke

you're not here for the pleasure

off navigating leather and steel

I still feel your weight

your hand on a pen now,

not my chin or nape of neck

I'm selfish for missing you

knowing you'll return to me

but I still feel your weight

so I peak and peak again

knowing you're not done piquing yet

There she was, Smiles & Dances

He asked him if they should wait

But he said, “She'll find her way"

Everyone loves Smiles & Dances

A thousand dollars

All for planning his affair

The kids will have funds

Turn the hot water right

Baby girls gotta go tonight

Another night at the bar

Saying stay stay stay

He’s calling her back

By the bay bay bay

He makes her feel alright

He’s falling and holding tight

The holiday of jokers

Catches me without anticipation

All Saint’s Eve

A festive participation

Masked little boys

Come running for candy

Laughing off

The eternal damnation

The night turns slate

Five o clock am

Wondering where

The hell you’ve been

The joker the dealer

Show up to the table

The healer in green

My memories’ fable

How safe does home feel

settled vines uprooted

potted into a new plant

that doesn’t like *** anymore

old habits dying softly

like screams for warm arms

will you miss her when she’s gone?

will you think of her sweetly?

With senses piqued, my ears bleed.

Too aware of my room to

fall tirelessly through sheets.

3:13 AM.

I want to know

because the gravel

the dirt

the sky

the love

so overwhelming

to handle

to comprehend

so beautiful

and meaningless

how does beauty hold meaning?

you mean

the meaning in money

the money in beauty

the beauty in money

the beauty in meaning

How do I feel? SAD!
How do I feel it? ALWAYS!
When do I want it to end? NOW!

Pack up from the beach

Let’s go to the country

The waves the other day

Were as teal as could be

How I wanted to leave them

Until the quarter of next year

The jump between stones

Leaves a lot to discover

This is my home

And I now have a lover

Of all the nooks
in this old ship of a house
nestled deep in the flora
I’ve just settled into
my favorite are the stairs
eleven birch, worn in and wide
lighting the way with whiteness
seashells down both sides

You can enter two ways
this maze of gates and doors
bamboo and wind chimes
I find my tall self a symphony
coming home from underdock
or the inn or the shack
sometimes the truth of home
becomes a matter of fact

Routines become life
more raw than old rope
a cup of coffee of course
a cigarette on the porch
the american flag everyone has
familiarity finds the cats too
wandering furry neighbors
this barrier zoo

Facing me in the corner booth

Another smile to meet my own

Telling me, “baby come here”

Intending to take me home

The classical on the stereo

10 disc cd in the trunk, maybe

Is so lovely, the piano keys

Spell disaster

As we round the curve

Of the highways entry

And Chang, 2100 trips

Is so close to the steering wheel

One slip up and his Burberry

But not Burberry

Drivers cap would fly off

In slow motion in front of me

And his face to the wheel

Because his wrists bend back

When he turns

Reminds me of Grandma Bea

When she slipped

In our sunken living room

Her wig rolled off

And had she been nice to mom

I might not have smirked

Come into me as a love crush

My bed the only thing left going for us

So innocent in this act of sin

Resignations, no aspirations

In this lust filled room we’re in

I painted every petal

Twice, three times, even four

To get the detail I was looking for

The wet pink and purple

Saturated knowing her worth

Britney Spears videos

Running on Vevo

Red latex clear signs

Sometimes I hide

Sometimes I’m scared

But nobody listens

who is really there

So we make our way as women

God bless, god forsaken

Wondering our place

Holy bodies escape

In our bedrooms ecstasy

Happens so naturally

But we wonder why me

We wonder why we

I live with the feeling
emanating from
the pit of my gut
coats every hair
every surface
of my being.
Right out west
the city buzzes
fluttering up
your ear slopes
distracting your interest.
The adoration in me
is only matched
by full gushes of
wondering how you resist
engulfing me.

Rain pours when you feel the pain

The rubber boots rested by the door

I didn’t know what to do with them

Staring to leak when I was nearly poor

I’ve always been confused

Unsure how to celebrate

A golden birthday

In my body’s estate

The importance of time

Like tide for the sea

This year I’ll work better

I have yet to see

Fall knits winters sweater

A lost memory

Driven by the city

Confusion lies in

Understanding why

Loving you passionately 

To be left high and dry

I have to go and I’m Inn deep

Stall in the middle for once

The girl next to me

Came after me twice

She sneezed

Bless you

I can *** now

Comfortable

She sneezed again

Bless you twice

I’m closing my tab

Riding home

But walking sometimes

take me to the space

between wind and sea

the place I can hold

you close to me



the waves cradle light

wakes form scattered foam

reminding me of stretch marks

you let me form



tears never dry

in dusk my heart bled

filling the sky

vivid red sunset



soft kiss on my shoulder

butterflies fly free

in the air everywhere

surreal memory

He told me he loves me

I’m lovable

He can see.

His head finds my shoulder

Long hair a mess

His lips find mine, older.

At the bar again,

his arms around my neck

Love me if you can.

If you can't I understand

I'm happy and carefree

I wonder though

who if not me?

Sandy Mandy and Andy

Walk through the boardwalk.

Stars in their eyes

They laugh more than talk.

give me all your nightmares
your twilight woes
gasps in the thick heat
of August’s night
swamp goblins’ prance
eerily sideways, smiling
sharp nails point to
an existing wasteland
meant to decay you
for eternity

I’m so unhappy when I consume
more than I produce
do I delete everything in lieu
of creating or let everything
coexist and mind my own
**** business
none of my business
my thoughts have become

old men unable to sleep

no fear for streets (or Central)

in the darkest twilight

the shadows in street lamps

what a way to live

tired with will to fight

if its dawn or night

how long will they live?

do they fear for sleep?

As I shimmy shimmered

the highlight on my cheek

to myself I started to speak

I might flirt, I might dance

try not as I might

this makeup is coming off tonight

Applying lipstick

never to stay

gloss and balm, more my forte

These lashes are short

spunky, yet thick

needing a hundred Maybelline

a fan true black and slick

Ready to bite into

my apple cheeks

take nothing more than

a tap of peach

The mirror likes me

and I my mirror

Windexing weekly

to see this face of glimmer

The girl pauses to view

no dark reflections

ready to go

with good intentions

I awoke with sweat
beading down every inch
of my body
my decolletage a lake
of processed loss
my grey shirt
cast limp and damp
in melting mountain peaks
I wrung it back where I felt
it belonged in the lake
further sinking my heart
to the bottom of this
fresh water body
a lost treasure
only I knew of

I feel the valley up my navel

once deep but now the sand is packing

my five id'd fingers run along my ribs

around the animal of a heart all caged up

up along until my hips crest into bone and skin

carving my backside along outer blades

I return home when I miss my crack

I feel sweet honey dripping in the pond

of the small of my back, one million possibilities

Wait for him

Not to change

No not he

Wait for him

Who doesn’t wait

For your fantasy

The one who

Changes what your

Dreams are made of