Tightly furled like clenched
fists, tentative red-tipped buds
sway on bare branches.
Tag Archives: curiosity
Because of the media
based on a poem written by M.
They say I need a
man. Chocolate. But an eye
lash curler’s enough.
original source:
I don’t need chocolate to eat or a man in my life
I just think I do
because of the media
All I really need is my eyelash curler.
Haiku diary
Complex moments break
down into vignettes when brief
words define their state.
Vaccuming
“You suck!” becomes a
delightful metaphor for
taking it all in.
Not in polite company
She talks of threesomes,
abortions, things her mother-
in-law would faint at.
Candid confessions of a college-aged daughter
“I’m telling you but
don’t worry, I’m fine,” she says.
I listen, but do.
Weed laced with PCP
She turned to cake, felt
herself melting, the devil
eating his way out.
Easter
What do bunnies and
chocolate have to do with
a resurrection?
Project Runway
Cut pin stitch fabric
stretch confines of clothing to
become catwalk art.
Early daffodils
Like green periscopes
tiny shoots peer from muddy
beds searching for sun.