She rides it like a blue midnight broom around the town and back again. The wind says, I’ve been waiting…
Recollection and Reflection
uninvited and welcomed momento mori the frost of things a reminder before pain, during numbness feet in the pedestal…
Olfactory Evocation
Bubble gum Hospice roomChemotherapySalineAlcohol swabs Vanilla candlesEmbersChampurradoTamales Burnt skinBurnt hairWounds The oceanSalt-rimmed glassDive bar Steel on fingersRosesPatchouli Inspired by Writing…
Pain Scale
Choice
Half a cup of ego A sprinkle of cheese Two pounds of narcissism A tablespoon of the mirror Of things…
The Moon’s Reflection
Wax and wane Wax and wane Meet her at the crossroads She waits for you With her torchlight Earth and…
WhatsHerName Writes 