Boiling rain on skin Rumbling pipes herald trouble Frigid misery.

My bitter yellow comes with me on walks. It’s a shadow of a past that refuses to talk. A room in Oklahoma filled with quilted flowers, A closet with dolls and childhood trousers.   My...

Entre allí y allá, en oeste y este Hogares . . .    Muchos   Entre allí y allá No importa si mi brújula está rota Siempre me dirijo a la casa que nunca voy a olvidar   Otro...

sun pitching into the lake its light stringing cobwebs  among the pines when we arrive, leash coiled in hand.                                my dog’s world, typically...

madre mia: you call for your mother as your soul leaps out  le trago el bano: toilet captures you, making you take a longer time in the restroom mano chueca: the hitter's hand spikes the ball goes...

A 2-milligram size shrimp brain    It can’t remember much what it ate or what it did the whole day   It takes a LOOONNGGG minute, sometimes even longer to think needing constant...

I always get the short end of the stick.  Walking is harder if there is shattered glass on your soles.  I used to wear my lucky socks, but one of them went missing.  Now I wear ones with holes.    But...

There once was a young girl named ‘Lucky’ and all of her friends called her ‘Plucky’ but one rainy day, when she went on her way, she stepped on her best rubber ducky.   ‘My...

Luck surely dances here  On limestone steps Where golden banners wave  And young hearts are kept    A wind chime’s ring, a snowfall’s grace It finds us all in this heightened...

You hadn't planned to stay but the cold and my comforter helped you uncover the shape of freckles underneath my foundation, and the feeling of my fingers tracing the outline of infinity along...

Sometimes I feel like a moth–fluttery, and unsure where to go becuase I have been handled too rough before, and now my tiny scales are damaged. They only saw dust. You see how delicate I am....

I wish to be good  With every fluid action  But there are still wicked moments and evil hours  Regardless I still dream of being good  Villains may plague my day, my thoughts, but I still...