Amiable, hearty Hibby: Saccharine as freshly sliced pineapple, Separated to succulent chunks, And chunks, And juicy chunks more- What should I make of his sunup aura: A nasally bouncy “good morning!” Followed with high-pitched “coffee, hib?” The faint smell of veggie submarine, deodorant wash musk, The pepper of booze, And his natural scent. Our romantic,Continue reading “Valentines Poem”
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A letter to hibby
To my dearest, always-loved Hibby: I wanted to thank you for hanging in there while I’ve been riding this recent rollercoaster of mood swings and generalized sadness. You’ve been not only the perfect paradigm of “husband”, staying loyal in sickness and in health, but you’ve been a best friend, a transmuter of my problems, makingContinue reading “A letter to hibby”
True love with ‘such a man’
I got home from breakfast and a trip to the dispensary with mom this morning around noon or one, around the time Ricky starts to wake his sleepy self up. When I opened the bedroom door, he was not stirring yet and very much fast asleep on his belly, strands of dark hair going everyContinue reading “True love with ‘such a man’”
What he loves
He loves my faceThe shape of Cupid’s bow,The curve of hazel,Spotted scars sparse,Extol my artistry, he does. He loves my curves,My thick mass,The pulse beneath bustMy weight, my baseThe sway of shark bite dress. He loves my languageaberration of normal pillow talk,Nibbles on his skin, sure,Quick heavy breaths and sniffing,Silly, immature play. He loves myContinue reading “What he loves”
A creature of the war, you areTo kill
A creature of the war, you areTo kill with such audacity, And prey on me, I must deploreShows lack of your sagacity
My Heart
My heart is but a fishing bobber:Pallid and crimson, split in color.When casted from pole, to sea, or lakeor pond, perhaps. Floating uneasy atop the drift, To billow in ripple; bobbing over forgotten wakes. To reel it in would be a lost causeBecause one would save a thing if it were drowningBut for what? For what?To saveContinue reading “My Heart”
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