Socra Mama

  I live with a personal guru. He calls me mama. Can you read the crossword clues to me While I drive? He tells me how many letters the answ...

  It’s the type of periwinkle blue That envelops you, And yet, it seems so far away. And yet, you can reach right through it And touch the s...

  No time to run Standing on the precipice  It’s all falling into  The cosmic sinkhole  It’s beautiful  It’s no time to run I’m going to sta...

  Her kitchen makes me cry like a wedding.   She’s left me here by the window While she retires to the back room To fetch something she want...

  The young moms in the neighborhood   Have stopped to talk on the corner beside the school. They shake their heads and knit their brows Abo...

  I was raised by wolves  And do not understand  The proper ways to walk on two feet Across the land here in the town. I don’t understand th...

  If we think life and death are opposites, Maybe we shroud our hearts in false mystique With the segmented ideas of various words. Then som...