Left eye invisible

Right eye grew a little plant

crusted over in the night

green and white

She took his fragile lamb when he came to her

Someone had to take care of him

No bra under her white tank top

confident and embarrassed at the same time

At the bottom of the stairs

line of men waiting for more to drink

All the gentle moments

She hid away

dinner with friends

wondering how to show up

She drifts

and dreams of Nina Simone’s knees


She turned to face the doorway

filled with bees

on the other side

people that don’t stop at signs

She’s the one who’d free the moth from the curtain

He’s the kind that would trap it

She asked all the broken girls to come along

She wouldn’t leave them behind

She likes fountains of music

knows it’s time to let go of blame and neglect

She’s spicy and has a spine that you envy

She wants the curve of your heart

the edge of your wings

the smoke in your eyes

the plume of your hair

to speak from the bear

be in love like wolves

lie under blueberry bushes

Later you’ll find her

walking in the middle of streets

seeing everything with meaning


for the first time

beneath talkative rain


Standing on death

cutest curse

she ever felt

was in a sleep

under a planet

gifting souls

who mate

by fate

no frills

no tickets

little people


making her wait

twists of dough

sweetened cake

warm her insides

not her heart

pulsing wit

handstands in sand

everything lands

under an unkept tattoo

Poem D

Four merging quickly woke me urging me to get this down

Tap tap tap in the night

I heard John Lennon singing with a fading Beatles background and the song went,  “Thought I saw a thought pass but I didn’t stop to catch it because I thought that it would last”

Whispers of I don’t have time to see you, I won’t be seeing  you

But I missed you before I knew you were here


I’ll miss you while you’re here and continue missing you when you’ve gone

Small robots took over her mouth and talking tounge so we all set out on boats to offer our support


Beachy polaroids flipping in my fingers

Did you see I took photos as I kissed the sand and next I kicked it in your direction?


Left a delicate


without saying goodbye

one of her least favorite things


show your love

but only with an audience

sunsuits at sundown

a tiny girl

bleeding barnacle skin


learns to ignore

parts of her heart

nested herself in

her own arms

to believe

her own eyes

away from the cliff’s edge

and hungry honey colored lions

“Everyone goes away,”

she repeated to herself

the birth

the milk

the life

had the wrong number of doors.


Reminds me of a foggy beach

         you made your voice sweet today

the clouds of a dream

        Heaven as seen in old movies

you move and try to teach me

        a horror movie shower

I’d like to run with you again

        the break over a lake at the end of a dock

And return different

       where you could only fall fall fall

Rain races the rabbit

         it’s a thick mist and your pillow never gets wet

Grey soft hat matches new grey eyes

        tattooed prose swirls her body

Sun brushes yellow on pushed sand

       I think I love you messy bluebird

I think I may love you


Time to be cloud dip

she wears nothing heavy anymore

illicit hands

what what what

She needs your help

Your cheers

Your heart in a glass on the rocks

sea spray

a baseball cap

a shining wide grin

could he let her read it all

the darkness is absurd

She keeps looking without lights on

ridiculous intuition to guide her


dry your clothes in the sun

they’ll fade a little

but what will it matter

when you smell like summertime


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