Poetry
Do It Anyway
-For these forty-five years- I’ve stepped onto the precipice Recalling my reflectiveness At times the cold, hard mess of this My wild and precious life -Halfway point if I’m lucky- All of those suitcase stop […]
Month: November 2022
Poetry
Sober Bi Babe Blues
I chug water like booze As if the muscle memory alone Could provide some relief The pain getting drowned Without the hangover The regret The shame of failure Somewhere the phantom spirits Numb this shredded […]