Socra Mama

I've been accused of just “getting what I wanted,” And then moving on down the line. Funny thing is, I—I never knew what I wanted,...

Most women eventually turn into their mothers. I'm becoming my dad, To the point of developing prostrate cancer, And I think I know...

Sometimes It seems as if I’m on a journeyed walkabout, Only meant to enjoy the earth And the beauty of its natural flow. And som...

I don't want any of your old fake smiles, Glaring out fluorescently. I don't want the shallow Meaningless words You carelessly...

A few hollow souls Gathered in the cathedral. The ceiling vaulted over them With an inversely proported gloom, Which delved beneat...

Oh! You don’t want to see what I’m writing today! You don’t want to see how far I've fallen! You don’t want to go on this journey ...

When will I see you And all that you are to me When will you see me And see through this heart of mine Will we ever Will we ever...