Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

***She says her dream job would be to reside in a live display in the Macy’s window for the world to watch her every move. I told her it would be just as easy to get a reality show and that they probably pay better anyway. She scolded me that there is a very big difference between live mannequins and stupid puppets.

She glows

She glows
Like a lantern
In the midnight sky
Tis not a light
That can be cloaked
Or doused
Or distinguished
For it shines from
Within her
A new radiance
Bold like the sun
She found that
In the dark
She can now
Light her own way
So she glows


Her mouth tastes charred
Burnt by the words
She wasted on you
In a fire and rage
That turned her heart
To ash