Socra Mama

I once met a man Who could crush a beer can With only the front of his forehead And he'd found a way To derive his pay From writing...

The interview She smiles dutifully And answers prim The questions premeditated And posed by him. Her brown skin is pale, Her black ha...

The sunlight stretched a hammock out Between the trees for me, And smiled, and bade me welcome, Invited me to rest where the strings of l...

It's just a bunch of nano bits, Electromagnetic gigo chips All bursting up like butterflies That hatch at once together. They flutte...

Sometimes in the middle of the night, When my cat can't see exactly where My arm is coming from to pet him, He suddenly decides that ...

Blinking isn't for the eye, To wet it down as some suppose, But it is to frame the reference For the mind, so that we are not amazed....

I'm wistful Like a cat tail, Wanting you By the lake Of 4000 desires. And in the midst Of ten thousand other cat tails, I am sudd...