When men father childrenthen decide they’ve had enoughand leave to find their fortuneswhile their children are scared and scruff. Who will stay to find solutionsto the mounting sense of dreadof young children who are baffledand are crying and are sad? What kind...
I saw you from my window you dazzled from afarwith tales of blooming rosesand sparkly little stars.At night as cold wind howledand cats hiss on their prowlI drank your verse and tweetsalone between my sheets.At first it was amusingI blushed so deep inside—to only find...
The sun eclipsed above my headit turned dark with rings so redand as the moon crossed, sailed and sledthe earth below burnt up and bled.Bled tears of ire and tears that wedtears of dire and tears of dread.The sun eclipsed above my headwhen I laid alone in bedand as I...
Baby Bump
