humor

  • Twenty poems in One

    She was suffocating my soul. The pillow used was made of ice, frozen ice on my lips melted to salt, lingering drops tickling my chin, tasting of sin sparkling, trickling, pinching my nostrils, crackling as it hit and broke my heart open. When done, I peeled it open like a screaming onion that farted and Read more

  • Cat Lady Tanka

    My high school teachersaid don’t be so boy crazy.I preyed, to capture somedaythe perfect mate, but I failed.Crazy cat lady, today. Tanka Read more

  • There’s poetry inside your head if only you could write it downbefore it disappears And here I am, doing that, thoughI know that when I’m dead and gonesomeone will throw it all away, like uncle did, with grandma’s diaries because he hadn’tliked what he had read, thoughts she’d had but hadn’t kept inside her head, things he Read more