Socra Mama

I eat in the car occasionally. I know it must seem so selfish of me, But I'm so tired of the beggars Begging me for a crust of my...

In my room at night I hear the wind. It blows just right at intervals Over bamboo I've cut And stuck into the mud. It makes a...

I find evidence in the morning  Of things I heard 'go bump' in the night, A Q-tip floating in the dog's water bowl, A bro...

You give me ideas. They form into color pictures. They cascade down the mountains in my mind And rumble through the valleys Toward ...

I try not to need anything. It's never done me any good. I can need in one hand and shit in the other, And see which one fills up...

His face was rapids over rocks, White caps ever moving fluid, Shallow breathing, Shadows falling in the craters of the moon. And ...

Too Young, Two Judgmental  In a flash of his eyes I saw His judgement of me. I would become too fat for him. Any children I bore ...