Bring you the heather with kisses, Bringing me to my knees Fingers tangled like briar without thorns I first did … More
She was round and she was heavy and she was never going to escape And hundreds of thousands of lives … More
Modus Tollens; a math poem
Emotional maturity is a dying field of study. They say I won’t be young again – I bet they’re right. … More
I would say I will suffer a fool no longer but I’d have to die.
She rues the foe The once lover woe Idly stowed in a carry-on bin. It stoked both The embers woke … More
He wouldn’t like it if you could summarize him in a sentence.
All the men in my family are threatened by strong women except for my uncle, who was probably too busy … More
Saw Neil Gaiman tonight! Cried on the train. I am on the train. Two notes. Neil Gaiman says “Write to … More
“Your husband wants to be a girl.”
They warned me because I was a woman. They said, “Cross your leg.” I stared at the cotton … More
Look them in the eye. Look at them with a look that says, I am not afraid to see monsters … More
He tried to rip me off. So I tipped him
A struggle for all, or a struggle for none! Propriety was never my style. Derisive division, have You made a decision? … More
hypothermic procrastinating dyslexic lone wolves untie tomorrow and me with a hole in my pocket . . If madness be … More