Like naked Swallows this is how I was born leaves are our only cover in the lemongrass and no need for armor abandoning the heirlooms and the ignorance of man now stripped of my veil nothing else to reveal for the love of you and naked kisses in the lemongrass

It comes to me in whispers, Tapping at my unconscious window Peering from behind frozen glass Wriggling around the outskirts of my mind It comes to me in waves, Clawing at my insides one minute Gone the next Intervals of frantic flutters and static bristles It comes to me in droves, Hurls me to the ground, Leaving me windless in a storm of hooves Trampling over my heart It comes to me naturally, Every step is taken breath...

Flowers of smoke choking the timbers curling around my forfeiture from chimney's sweep dark torches of roses now turn to ashes from the winter shed then turn to dead with eyes in the embers

Girl watched Bear disappear into the woods and felt terrible about hurting him. Clearly, she had touched a deep nerve. She waited for him to return, even sitting on the edge of the rocking chair for a time. Finally, she sighed and went back into the cabin, fixing some breakfast for herself. Once done, she returned to the porch, settled on the rocking chair, and waited, knowing that there was nothing else she could do. Som...

Isolating this instance Carving away the pain that surrounds it Trimming around the edges of desolation I carry this moment in my hands I permitted myself to feel; The warmth of your body The softness of your touch The steady beating of your heart There was simplicity, When you kissed my forehead There was affinity, When you held my face in your hands For a fleeting fragment of time, I burrowed in your illuminated caress...

Dip a wick In liquid wax Warm and clear Thin coatings stack Again again It builds and dries Again again Solidifies A candle soon Sits slim and long Tapered to a single prong A touch of flame now at its tip Drops along its sides do slip Single light Steady and bold Melts down to liquid As it glows

Hair of coal Eyes made from chocolate Lips soft as feathers Body adorned in tats of many colors Everything capped off with occasional piercings This is how I see you in my dreams Through eyes blinded by your beauty I see the light of your inner self shining out from an behind an amazing smile I hear the love and compassion blossom from your personality Blessed are the ones lucky enough to be near you Compelled are they to...

After days of fog and overcast skies, the sun shines brightly today. The still-chilly air doesn’t bother the tourists, but I’m content to view the beach from my window. The water, so rough and wavy yesterday, is calm and serene to gaze at today. Occasionally a boat will pass by, adding little ripples to water that is otherwise as still as a lake. A little red-haired girl plays on the shore, searching for shells. As I watc...

Girl was rudely awakened by a massive BLAM and an incredibly bright flash of light. She jerked upright, hand to her mouth, quivering and afraid. She was confused as to where she was, having been ripped from a sound sleep. Her head whipped around, quartering the room, looking for something familiar and not finding it, her heart beating furiously. Another blinding flash and crash of thunder shook the cabin, and she shrieked...

When the crawdads sing just north of N'awlins the Book of Revelations over rice and red beans marinated in cider pressing the flesh in someone's gumbo up the Bayou with Tabasco neath' shadow of cypress knees listening to zydeco

Bear and Girl had hiked up the ravine as Bear wanted to show her the waterfall. The spray from the falls made the glade seem foggy, with clouds of mist rolling through all the time. It made the air cool and the glade refreshing, plus there was a rainbow. It was one of Bear's favorite spots. Girl found a convenient rock and sat down, contemplating the glade, the mist, the rainbow…and her newest, but perhaps, most important...

From the larder of my portmanteau. I address the coming of the beast. Rocking the wooden horse, wearing shoe lifts from Abercrombie & Fitch. Beating a brass spittoon with a gewgaw in the asylum of my mind's cabaret. Scratching at my feet of raven clay, tapping on cataracts of the toad's rigor mortis. Whetting my appetite for the soul's corset line, Sparring me no garter. Raising my hackles. Dressed in a johnny gown and ch...

I had a dream last night. It was a silly dream about a class reunion. I couldn’t remember my classmates' names and they were trying to make me guess. I went to get my yearbook to help me. I remembered all the classmates who had died and I thought for a moment about using a magic marker to put an X across their faces. That would be disrespectful. Of course, I wouldn’t do that. Then I woke up and remembered that you were so...

Riding in on a charley horse with a crow rocking your nightmares away dressed in a blue suede suit God Bless, you buried gentlemen of roadkill and bones at times a tooth fairy when you sleep not as macabre as it sounds the crow doesn't kill it just eats

As the darkness was leading the way. I woke to find myself in a coach driven by ancient Silverwolves who come from the worlds of myth, They are magical creatures whose instincts remind us of our own animal self sometimes. They are guides of the goddess and signify the need for the herd. The immortal hunger to follow the Moon Mother... Moon, as their mother, is the womb. To her, they howl, and their howl is one of unfulfil...