Socra Mama

I didn’t know I had to eat, And so I nearly starved to death. I wondered at the emptiness inside. It seemed to me from rib to rib...

Sometimes I feel the melting-potted-ness Has come to singularity in me, That all my DNA seeks fratricide against itself. My Ipswitch tri...

I hope you know That there's more than more enough, That you don't have to settle for anything less. You don't have to scrap...

Skipping rocks may be the world's second oldest non-profession. And it is good for all mankind to see At an early age that natural la...

Two finely woven paper textiles Tumble delicately across the grass. They've both come completely undone And float Like two sea anem...

We're outta touch. There are no words to justify the silence. It's not the silent treatment; we just have no words to say. There...

My honeycup is full and sweet And rich as walnut bark. He sheds his gloom, And golden bloom Buds leaf and shimmers forth. The cinnamon...