You tossed her out just one more can in a heap of recyclable hearts --Poetic Bloomings, Oddquain

A line from " I am more than this " on April 22 that takes quite a different turn. Inspired, in part, by all the horrific "yo...

I used to hold your hand when we crossed the street. It was warm and firm, unlike the bony fingers I hold now. April PAD Day 28...

Snooze button pauses my morning system start up. Where is the coffee? April PAD Day 27 - mechanical

When you came on the scene I knew the search was over April PAD Day 26 - casting

There's a story for every line striping her forearms; a name for every slice, for every time they called her slut or dyke or wetbac...

I do not think you meant to say what you did April PAD Day 24 - auto

The sprinklers were cool in the summer heat, spraying slivers of rainbows like holograms hovering above the thirsty summer grass. We f...

Sometimes it takes a big explosion to remember together we're whole April PAD Day 23 - love or anti-love

"It's a bit complex," he says. She staring in the mirror, analyzing her pores, tugging at the laugh lines that make her wa...