I'm the ocean. I'm the ocean!
And you are, a castaway...

As cats that purr when on your lap,
And that on you, might take a nap...

The yard was green with grass and weeds, admixed.
I walked with heels and soon I sank in dirt...

Oceans - with its waves, shook our legs.
I fell for you and on you...

Yes, the other daY
On my way tO...

Just remember that those flowers are peculiar
and that roses for example are familiar...

some days, my bladder is like
a food garbage disposal unit...

I met you in a crowded room,
as crowded as the closet in my bedroom...

It's not the way one writes or the way one feels.
It's the way a writer takes the reader into a...

I was a white-yellowish left shoe,
with black and thin laces tied-up...

She said,
Darling, I'm not fields of grass...

Shatter me into pieces,
Like confetti thrown in parties...