Battle ground |
I am Here
I am here, in this land waiting
Feeling the stings of a thousand cuts seeping
My grandmothers blood from my spirit and soul
Circling they lick their chops as those
Who hunt in packs do.
C... Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 01:21:00 GMT |
The Legend of Benny and Tammy |
White saffron dress, with pink butterflies
Rustled when she walked away from the
Little girls who held onto their wall so as
Not to invite, not to be open, not be polite.
Toe head girl with whiskey ... Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 08:38:00 GMT |
Wilfred Larsen |
Running through the hallway we echoed our footsteps until the very last minute, hands grasping the corner of the wall to help make the turn at maximum speed. Skipping two, three steps at a time and mi... Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 21:36:00 GMT |
Warriors |
I heard them praise themselves for their recent achieivements, 'Warriors' (showrriors) they called themselves with gallant voice and impassioned fervor. Clasping their hands their show was to rally an... Posted by on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 23:42:00 GMT |
Isabelle |
I'm glad you came along, knowing me as you do. No one has come close to the way you nourish me in the intimate hours as I lie, muscles twitching from the days rigors. Smoothing out my muscles you gift... Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 05:36:00 GMT |
Starvation |
I walk and sleep and work and eat my life as the wolves struggle to maintain their share of my nourishment. My grandmothers line and spirit now claiming that which I was to, should be. The wolves... Posted by on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 07:21:00 GMT |
The first time... ever I saw your face |
The first time..... ever I saw your face. I thought the heavens would open up and swallow me whole.
Candi, 5:30 pm. at your Aunt Debbies friends house, across the street at her friends daug... Posted by on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 22:47:00 GMT |