Rage Against the Washing Machine

“Let go.” It mocks. “Fuck you.” He whispers back.

When We Meet Next

A Poem

When we meet next
Tell me what matters to you
what makes the tight heart in your chest…

Whispers by the Water

A poem

woke up
to a knot or two
buried deep within my core
and I wished for the days
when…

In a Woman

A Poem

His words twist my mind in a way
It has never been transformed before
Rap Rap Rapping on the ravens’…

Umbrellas

A poem for dark times

Shelter
The tenuous, fragile membranes that shield — 
Stitched together
Held to…