Socra Mama

 Last Will Her last will and testament  Was an unfinished grocery list. Or was it finished? Was it very simply that The only thing she reall...

 Dry Like Wine Sometimes I think I must be dry, For every time I pass the produce aisle, The aridity-sensors set the sprinklers off To wet t...

 The Right Way I could not work here, at the burger cafe, Because if someone came in and told me they wanted a burger  With ketchup and mayo...

 Non-sequitur I ran over a ghost. She was eating toast, not watching where she was going. She jaywalked out into the road, And I was carryin...

 ModernWoes I push a button And water flows. The washer starts to wash my clothes. The agitator, a thing of the past, Settings for warm, Or ...

 White Sky Sometimes when the sky is white, I write the words that come to mind Upon its page. So blank and free, It calls to me, To do and ...

 The Urban Gulls But why does seeing the seagulls fly, Swirling up into the sky Around this otherwise forlorn parking lot in town Make me sm...