Sick

I’m coming to the end of so many things: activities, ideas, belongings…One by one these fall away; relationships, favorite sweatshirts…

Of Sable Wings & Ivory

On a day I felt as if I’d swallowed a wasp My soul, beset by angers all about Found a…

I want to start off 2020 with a challenge. Well, I can choose one from any number: my most long-running…

Holidays / Holydays Like herringbone, the concepts fit into a deepening pattern. Whether we wear it outside depends on the…

Take your hands off my philosophy What do you care if I cannot fall in love with myself anymore? What…

To be alone is to care for my own needs on all levels. I am spoiled by this self-relationship, not…

Dearest I cannot write you into my life again It seems two month’s passing does not erase A year of…

There’s a Ren & Stimpy birthday card where they harmonize about having so many candles on the cake, keep the…

The beginning is farther away than ever, what with another birthday lining up. I don’t remember the beginning anymore, so…

This August is a scratchy thing to cuddle with, dull & smelling vaguely of rot. I move in & out…