These are some poems I wrote recently, but, be forewarned, they are VERY different than the stories I write!!!
In sorrow I curve inward, like a spoon,
clanging against the side
of the empty coffee cups within me.
I become the open space of my soul --
My department store desert
with want --
I asked for some rain
and then life came down like a torrential rainstorm,
but where are my goddamn arm floaties
because now I'm fucking drowning in all this
I hold my breath (...)
And then I am weightless --