How about a list of 10 maybe weird or strange things that you love that you think are maybe strange and weird but other people probably maybe like them too.
(And if you make your list, please tag me so I can see them.)
1. I love large wrist watches. I don’t have one right now, and that’s okay, but I’d like one.
2. I could eat frosting every day with a little bit of cake.
3. I love lavender in food.
4. I love rose in food.
5. I adore balloons and party decor in the house all the time.
6. I love being quiet and staring at water- lakes, rivers, ponds, oceans- whatever. For hours on end.
7. I love wearing bathing suits and one day I dream of living in a place I can wear bathing suits in the sunshine most every day.
8. I adore murals and public art of mostly all kinds.
9. I love buying and wearing ridiculous dresses for no reason at all.
10. I love heart shaped everything and anything.

Do you have a re-wild

a do wild

a place to scream

Is the quiet inside rippling so thick that there is no sound

Did you drink or look outside

envying a bird

Paging through news scrambled words that equal fear and death

So with paper over your face and rubber hands

we can’t order the cake now

we’ve got to stay inside

Drifting days are unknown

in this time of rose incense

and empty museums

I hope when we hug again our souls will leap

with the stolen joy we’ve been holding safe

deep inside

along with the prayers

to the whole universe

that we would return to each other




a re-wild

so grateful to breathe in this world

with you

to see you

to feel you

we all understand this

and we owe it to all of the friends

who’ve died alone


I cried when we were together
You thought it was for one thing
My tears were for more things.
I’ve been wrong so much
I knew I’d follow California home
Between mountains where denim and secrets stay
I shouldn’t have made the cherry status
I shouldn’t have stopped you from singing
Little rabbit hides
and when she’s in the light
she’s like lightening – a flash and away.

Use it all up
scoop out the edges
forget it
just use it
use the knife
whatever tools you need
use it to give
or use it until it has holes
use those words
There are so many many many things to miss
you could make me fall for the desert and
love your heart
I want you
to see me

to use me all up

I heard you say you give up
You said “I give up.”
I put glitter on my face
and went to Paris
she said she won’t ruin London
and won’t come here for just us
(She didn’t say that but you know, she said it)
I blackened my own eyes
because you’ll never land here
in my heart
you said you HAD to give up
But Mother is as cool as a lemon tree
so I understand, I’ll salt my hair
and be followed by the stars

When pasta smells like church

A book takes you to your knees

It’s Ludlow and Broome

Gold dust in your hand and
on my skin
crossing the street

I want the music to eat me entirely

I want the blankets to be so extremely heavy and

if you’re lucky enough to grow

into drooping wrinkly elbows without regrets

please tell me how

Winter made summer
a memory
Damp hot skin in the snow
Fire eyes to
Coldest toes
Bound in a house with a

So when the sunny pools are emptied and
Stale chlorine sticks between dirty tiles
Let his toes wiggle on tables:
Keep it in boxes
Keep it sacred
Keep remembering this

You’re the world’s best
because you brought him to me

Where is the good wolf
How many are there
How many restful hands will it take
To save you from this salt
Random pink flamingos make me quiet
With pieces of music
This embrace can sober me
Oh your glass skin
My sweets, you’re at the end of your pretty
Wear red lips
Wear sequins
Bring photos
And care for your own heart,
How it bursts,
Where the blood goes,
And who it touches
Because time swings back
and fourth
and fourth
Words hurt you?!
What a privilege
Born a visitor

Make wishes on airplanes
Little ghost
had to learn so much all on her own
Told you were for radio,

Sweet winter fruit
You have been forgiving for so long,
we know you’re tired.

I’m gonna crush everything into lavender dust
Because how many last chances are we allowed
You’re a distracted bird         that I can’t hear         that doesn’t call          unsure of your rules             and where you fly
My eyes are gonna make it beautiful though,
I’ll see a blue sky in a mess
Even when death arrives hiding in trees, dressed in bright colors like a disappointing peach
No bother, I’ll slip inside a rainbow and stay as long as I like
Probably just as long as I like

An act of love
touching toes
I can’t wait to climb the rope
because I adore a woman
who hates flowers
Where are the people
who drank early?
I started drinking coffee too late
I’ll even take New York in January
if that’s what you’re offering
Tomatoes and cigarettes litter the sidewalk
and I can only think
of how my heart jumps
knowing you love me
Don’t tell me what we’ll always be ours because life is so uncertain
all I have to do is close my eyes
to see our faces forever reflected
in the train window
as everyone else disappears