Winter Visitors
Frost lies heavy on the ground
sparkling like diamonds
jewels bestowed upon me by Jack Frost
he’s the only man who comes to visit
besides Father Time
Fat Bottom Girl Said What
When my ass talks, people listen.
Archive for the month “February, 2018”
Love Dormancy
Always rough around the edges
hardened by life
still seeking asylum in strong arms
where she can be soft
she allows him in
only to be burned again
wondering what she did wrong
always feeling like she’s paying the piper
for unknown tunes
she doesn’t remember dancing to
her heart now buried so deep
no sunlight will reach it
to entice even a bud of love
Victory Red
Kiss me
like I want to be
need to be
kissed
like it’s January 1942
and we don’t know
if we’ll ever have another kiss
my Victory Red lipstick
staining your lips
the wool of your uniform
scratching my powdered cheek
our words
declarations of love
promises of letters
hanging in the cold air
as you board the train
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 