Do you remember when it was just you and me
sitting under the wild chestnut tree?
Or perhaps you recall the time your friend phoned
saying your son had just begun methadone.
Do you reme…
I know there is motive behind the words…it is never about what lies on the surface. Never really about what we are discussing…
An ultimate reality believed from insightful gifts
Visions from Creator and my contemplative spirit uplifts
The reason I was born, a puzzle pieced with forgiveness divine
An expression of …
Locked inside a dusty old trunk
Kept for a lifetime in the basement
There lays a secret, never told
A tragic tale of life and forbidden love
Memories hidden from judgmental eyes
Never …
So you say you tricked her into upping your life insurance policies, why did she fall for that?_
"Help me…" It pleaded. My fear overwhelmed the physics of movement. To this day I would swear the door began to open.
I’m lying face down on a white sheet in a room that smells of organic healing; sweet floral essences undercut with a deep, earthy pungency that I can’t place. The cotton under my body is high q…
I liked to sit in the magnolia tree on the front lawn, surrounding myself with the contradiction of beauty and desolation.
Not one member of my family read, except of course my biggest brother, who is always slumped over some textbook. He gets me to correct his spelling mistakes and the punctuation on his assignme…
You left your horizon to lay with me
in manmade blankets on manmade pillows
bubbled over and reeking our manmade emotions.
The elasticized, rubber tube was attached to the genitalia of any account member wishing to augment his or her existing balance of urine.
Mrs Thomas had a moustache
At the local corner dairy
Where she lived with Mr Thomas
Who was equally face hairy
Mrs Thomas had a moustache
And she wore it rather proud
While she scooped …
The Game of Kings an exciting collaboration of RB artists coming soon.