Mutant Mornings of May

A poem of the ordinary?

We’re Ready to Love Again

Sometime. Very Soon. Not Today.

Chain of obedience

Small submissions

Mother Nurse

a poem.

Wasn’t she the epitome 
of motherhood for me when in my 
new life (For I have a new life now)…

Those stamps to Neverland

A Poem

First Hummingbird of the Year

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Advice

They all give the same advice:
Write what you know.
But I now know
I know nothing.