Missel Toes

I have no idea why I chose that title it just sort of popped so I’m sure it’ll work its way into our conversation. You: never call me back, never read my drafts. I want what I can’t have, have been known to take a drag. Queen bee me: looking endlesslessly through blue-green eyes. I […]

Toe The Line

Apologies for missing a day of my blog. I got paid. Dyed my mother’s hair before taking her to the store to buy milk. Drank and sang karaoke with my friend from out of town and paid a visit to some kitty cats and an old friend that I haven’t seen in a while who […]

We Grow Old

We grow old but our story does not remain untold. We may lose our pets and parts and end up forgetting the rest. Turn our cheeks to the cold and lift the corners of our mouths in jest. Eventually we will turn to dust and mold ourselves, long after we are bought and sold, or […]

Plastic Monster of Desire

SPAM POEMS consist of things bots leave me on my blog or in my email. I rewrite their gibberish into my own gibberish! Have fun there are always more of these to share :D Note the ransom: shooting capabilities, displacing saggy neck cream. Losing control of yesterday’s kitchen technologies parading as real, living improvements. THIS […]

I Never Saw Him…

I am envious of the lens that saw him moments before he died–he smiled. kids rolled down hills, their screams were the things of dreams… I tumble and feel wet grass, growing around his gravestone, a place that marks the letter sealed inside. words eaten long ago by worms–scorched on a sidewalk, split in half […]

Make-believe

Vomit, unintelligible telephone conversations. You may have tried to change everything but I know, behind oversized sunglasses, your eyes are brown. You take them off from time to time to remind me briefly how we used to believe in magic. You wash your face in a marble sink a gravestone. Toothpaste epitaphs are grim, a […]