Tuesday, January 19, 2016


It was just another city.
The same malls. The same crowds.
Until the new friend
Made it a home.


She pulled on her mask in the bus
every morning,
Shutting off her father's constant
Her job is the respite her mother
never had

Still Love

"So what if it was just for the night?
It is still love," she mused.
"This one's going to be a short story-
an incredibly fun one!" she decided.

Just Woman

Between mothering you
And being your whore,
I forgot my truth...
That I am woman--neither more
Nor less.