At midday, I chat to the blue whale watching
and scratch it as we both sing hymns of faith...
I am not dreaming of your footsteps Momma,
I can feel them as you walk, making memories...
Just an ordinary day, a poem...
You used to tell me
my words were sweeter...
"write about a mother's experience
raising a child with down syndrome"...
If cigarettes could talk -
I wonder what they...
There's a rush
between the many folds...
Oh don't you color my voice with colors of ivy
Imprisoning me in my own room...
I want to be a desert
open and wide, unbound by...
''Sometimes we wish things were different. Some...
This age is graceless, Sir...
I can spew out poems
on a white page...
I know I should live in the country, but I fear
for my soul overstretching. It might bloat in the...