She Walked Away

      The ghost of Sylvia Plath whispered in my ear, and spoke to me. She told me, “that did not do, it did not do” during the near year, I realized this And I saw the tongues of angels in a dream telling me … Continue readingShe Walked Away

Little Red Elephant

  Little red elephant sits in my room she burns my intentions into the universe red, being passion red being love red being the desire of things that turn red Little red elephant sits in my space among my collections of owls and cats she … Continue readingLittle Red Elephant

Before I show you who I am

Before I show you who I am, it is probably best that I show you what made me this way, I love hard and have a tendency to fall quickly, I am what you call, clairvoyant…. but I feel the need to perhaps enlighten you … Continue readingBefore I show you who I am

A letter, upon inquiring on what sort of person I am

A letter, upon inquiring on what sort of person I am Upon inquiring about what sort of person I am, I shall tell you I’m like that-that woman that speaks without abandon, I talk with my hands, I speak with intention I’m like that I … Continue readingA letter, upon inquiring on what sort of person I am

Killing the Beast

Killing the Beast kill the beast under your bedkill the beast in your headin your mind hidingflyingflitting about, making fun of youkill itkill the beastkill it deadthe beast in your headhe is a horrid monstrous beast with eyes of blackand a beautiful manner of speakinghe … Continue readingKilling the Beast

On Dirges and words not spoken

We sing dirges in the dark, ourskeletonsthey dance with delightwe sing these dirges to wake the spiritsto wake them andgreet them We sing dirges in the darkto discover the meaning of lifeto wake the spiritsand ask them what happens after we become bones and dust … Continue readingOn Dirges and words not spoken

On Learning to love

I threw my heart into the windand it returned like a pigeon carrier with a message.It told me that perhaps I listen too muchperhaps I am naive in giving second chancessometimes I give third and fourth chances, believing with all my heart that perhaps this timethings will … Continue readingOn Learning to love

The indescribable tonite

New art: Tonite, come fly with me where the red bellied birds dwell Tonite come fly with me Lover, let’s have a paranda Let’s live and be happy Let’s pretend that there is hope for life That there is a piece of happy There are … Continue readingThe indescribable tonite

I don’t love a like a little girl does

New art: To purchase this piece, please leave a comment with your email address and I willget back to you.  It is a strange and scary thing, to leave your heart there on your sleeve, tojust let go and decide to move onit is a … Continue readingI don’t love a like a little girl does

On madness within

If ever i held a secretit is the simple idea that yes, I am just a bit insaneperhaps my ideas are all out of wack, ormaybe my old lover was right, in that I should in fact,step into the 21st century one thing is true: … Continue readingOn madness within