Measured time by picking blueberries
How many children you birthed versus how many you raised
What color is stardust?
You’ve cost me a lot of money, guest
I don’t have answers for you
Because I barely have answers for myself
Measured time by picking strawberries
Sparkling into relaxation
Stumbled into astonishment and lastly
Snuggling with dread
We need help
To get rid of him
I tip toe to my death
Moon watching
Watching magpies and me
My brain feels enlarged as you lie
I scatter
Little mice
Up my spine into my hair
The moon stays the same
Mama please remind me
How it shined for both of us
No matter where we are
Saturated rainbow lorikeets
Have died
My brain drowns
Twin engines
Denied
By your tattle tails
I revisit
I don’t linger
All I know now
Brings a smirk
And some decent
Calm
That the board game
Folded
Blue chalked sidewalk
Dull knife pierces
a shiny red heart shaped balloon
Hello, rain
Dropping leaves dripping
Overgrown bangs
Cold hands
I’m inside the iced covered pond
She wasn’t born on Valentine’s Day
She was a cheerleader
but
not at the right time
little pigeon
Three little pigeons
She took great care
Home covered in snow
surrounded by tigers with star halos
I can’t misuse Pedro’s magic
And forget where the fireflies sleep
Wednesday’s are for the beach
Sunday’s for ice cream
Did you see the smiling moon,
sister mother,
mother sister
So much power
In snow whites hair
Everything is in my imagination, little mouse
Sorry you’re uncomfortable
sorry we’re not accommodating
sorry you’re suffocating
Recycle your soul
Hold on black swan,
hold on
She traces the lens
Repeating what if
What if
What if
I’m gonna borrow her voice
because
She never imagined she’d bury him
five days after her birthday
Forget and fly
How many bad calendar days
will you provide
How many stirred paintings
have heard your stories
The dear dog shakes his head in disbelief
The most pathetic you
who soars to watch others rot
Resist the urge to trust
Butterflies are still beautiful upside down
What happened
I am loved
I am loved
I am loved
I got no problem with you spider
or the garbage man outside
I can say with certainty that five and ten years from now I’ll be
so red
from things I’ve said
I wonder if mountains can be evil
if hiding marbles can be magic
She threw my glasses after ripping them from my face
She touched me and told me not to tell
I was scratched backstage
laughed at for attending to my best
Why do my friends want to die?
You told me the news without coming close
my brain sees pink on the inside
I’m sad the yes is gone
I layer my lipstick
he was alive 8 minutes ago
