welcome (the world)

welcome (the world) he introduced me not knowing there is no one i need to know. and while these women gossiped and laughed and bantered my lungs expanded while my eyes closed. they said: she’s an alcoholic. she isn’t one of us. they spoke and spat mouth running mischief. when this happens - protection shuts me down. before i rise i take time to consider. to think about the color of his e(yes) and accent of his voice and things he does not...

your socks

The last night I saw you was the only night my dog ever pissed on my floor. She did it while you were here doing drugs in my bathroom that were delivered by my dealer in a silver BMW about twenty minutes ago. These are things that happen in Manhattan. I’ve known you for almost two years now and you have begged and pleaded and played on the weakness my divorce cut me with and broke both of my knees. I’ve given you a lot. Too much. Things I...

éveil internationale

I've been writing in French lately... éveil internationale et ses paroles sont devenues mon pinceau. mon inspiration. mon amour. soudain, je pensais en français… pinot noir. creme brule. baisers à Manhattan en - rêvant de l'Australie. et mon monde élargi. couleurs que tout a commencé quand j'ai regardé dans les yeux. international awakening and his words became my paintbrush. my inspiration. my love. suddenly i was thinking in french…...

hurricane draft

hurricane draft when it started… hearing his voice (like sunlight on your face) became… natural. and his words were… (wind in your hair) Art. to make you. pace. blown away - (mon trésor, mon amour) cattails. floating on the breeze.

safe bet

safe bet i would never tell how he invited he asked and begged and i did… not. i never made any assumption. like, what he wishes i would think about providing. i could consider to bring someone in. (i heard he keep his promises.)
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