out damn spot my hands are too cold lifeless and raw from the scrubbing and purging of sins not my own

In his dinosaur pajamas he fights invisible foes jumping from sofa to floor In his imaginary attack he defends our castle from invading pira...

Unfurl your fingers Unclench your jaw and learn to Smile with your life

There were nights when he was kind when he smiled and pretended I was actually his wife, and not some 19-year-old girl he'd knocked up a...

Southern Comfort Comforting a friend Friendly women Women's lounge Lounge singer Singing along A long cab ride home

When Southern California sees clouds in the sky and the drip-drop of rain begins splattering the sidewalk like a Pollack painting I wait for...

A tribute to Dorothy Allison, an author whose words are so precisely sincere and honest and crisp that they slice straight to my core. Do...

A link to my PAD (Poem-A-Day) Challenge drafts from this year and last. Some good, some bad, some terribly ugly. But hey, you've got to...

Daddy said he loved her as he pushed his way between her legs in the dark stillness before Mama came home

Some days are good Others are just good enough For me to get by without wishing they had been better