[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Some nights are darker than others.. Especially those nights when a New Moon shines darkly in all absence, Some nights are darker than others.. Specifically when The Grid of Power decides to shine in all flagrance, Some...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The scale of life’s happenings has got me weighty Pregnant with fear I need to give birth Be in labor Lose some weight The fruit of my wombs future Is weighing me down Got me thinking I...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Our forefathers fought for our freedom yet still we feel caged. They were able to retrieve the key, they were able to teach us how to fly. Now it is time that we open the cage and...

Salvadors’ Brushstroke Blew picturesque In Freudian Sex suppressed Subconscious mind Sweet colors and inviting form Destiny blushing As fate burns her tongue in trade I saw the drawers dropping

During the funeral Dogs bark praise to St Francis of Assisi. Township scarred ,crooked tails wagging listen to the hounds howl their adoration for St Roch When the sermon ends, and the body is neatly folded back into the earth...