Fat Bottom Girl Said What

When my ass talks, people listen.

Archive for the month “March, 2018”


I see you there

falling in love with her brokenness

wanting to be her savior

casting demons from her

so she’ll prostrate herself at your feet

like some sort of Mary Magdalene


There will be no

second coming for you

no resurrection

though you imagine yourself a god among men


She is far stronger and wiser

than a table full of men will ever give her credit for

both sinner and saint

she will never ask forgiveness

for the destruction men have left her with

and she needs no saving from you







The Road To Hell


stretched thin

by years of feeding gluttonous demons

who refuse to be satiated


scarred by an unquenchable thirst for transgressions

found in the bottom of bottles


say the righteous

as they attempt to cover a multitude of sins

with purported piety


your knees for sexual improprieties

I am not frightened by the idea of everlasting nothingness 

when the path I walk in life

is paved with monsters

A Slice Of Heaven

Cotton sheets snap in the breeze

ghosts dancing in tandem

fibers infused with hyacinth carried on the spring air

I sink my toes into the cool clover

and watch cloud shadows race across the ground

Sunshine burns the part in my hair

and just for a minute

this is heaven




When the robins arrive

bring me pansies

to signal the arrival of spring

and bring light to a soul

left dark by too many weeks of winter



Road Trip



windows down

radio up

miles of pavement flying by

destination unknown


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