Ransacks the kitchen.
Demands she needs chocolate.
Pacified by Dove.
J on a binge
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Ransacks the kitchen.
Demands she needs chocolate.
Pacified by Dove.
Ransacks the kitchen.
Demands she needs chocolate.
Pacified by Dove.
We sleep late and do
little. Spend quality time.
Together, enough.
February’s haste
to usher in an early
March slowed by one day.
Luminous suitor,
the moon dimmed by darkness’s
seductive regard.
Teenager curled up
becomes baby J who’s glad
that mommy’s nearby.
greatness revealed in
the sound of splinters, words that
pierce my jealous eyes.
Let delight ripen
into a sweet juicy pear
True joy takes patience.
The stink of talent
is on him like fingernails
stained tobacco brown.
Fever distorts time.
Sleep the tesseract that jumps
illness to wellness.
Bright lipstick fools them
into thinking I’m well. No
“How do you feel?”