This exile – self-imposed, I confess – wears thin with age. Too many winters braving the cold – heart’s frozen rebellion against Father’s tireless raving,
Category: relationships
Missing
Have you seen her – the child we lost, the one who lost herself? born to a sister breasts not yet ripe for motherhood’s call
Love’s Angles
We voice love, look off at better times – eye on neighbour, comparing I dance between hated father, nice brother, grow quiet, need touch, but
What’s In a Name?
What’s her name? Simple question from mother to son – recognizing the love-lifted joy of his countenance. I cannot tell, said he, you’ll ask too
Sexy Sailed
Born brilliant, and good looking, he had me dancing, fevered – red cat woman, I am porcelain, prisoner, cup fishing, long to explore dark words
Family Portrait
Did you know that life would come to this? Flattened memories pressed between wax, the essence of our efforts forgotten, the dreams, so carefully construed,
