red robe and habitwanna reach and grab ithandmaiden handmaidenwe all walk down! carrying in the protestit was more than mo-lestsigns … More
Tag: poem
Trypophobia
Ding-dong. Oh, the door…How Lovely! A bouquet crosses the threshold from the person who delivered the joy. Deliver me, deliver … More
The Tiny Tap Dancer
she tickety-tackedfor about a decadeleotards, a second skin on a red brick hearthsyncopated variety showtickety-tack tickety-tack the opening acthomegrown vaudevillewhile … More
Two-Seater Haibun
She rides it like a blue midnight broom around the town and back again. The wind says, I’ve been waiting … More
Recollection and Reflection
uninvited and welcomed momento mori the frost of things a reminder before pain, during numbness feet in the pedestal … More
WhatsHerName Writes 