A Quartet and an Epitaph
Turn your head and… Some days the past comes Breaking the fourth wall Grabbing me by the balls Telling me to turn my head And spit.…
I Wake Screaming
Beep beep beep punctuates the evening rituals – story, snack, teeth, songs – the red light releases my security to someone, somewhere else. In the comfort…
I Wake Laughing
I wake laughingFinally, everyone in on the joke, my dream shakes my belly and I wakeLaughing. Not screaming as has beenThe case. Good. I wake laughing.I…
