Poem : Diamond Dogs with Cigarettes

For Cigarette Girls who’ve lived to tell the story 1) Parisienne hopeful Moulin Rouge roving Ingenue cluttered in black stilts with just a hint of pleading weeping and singing I do Flower Drum majorette clever sentimental transient. Walk the line in a curve Walk the wet streets clopping horse drawn in flesh netted stockings Be…

Poem : kind of Funny, wait for it

  For Steve the wicked, sexy cat, who broke my heart and more than that This fork in the world where you go left and I go right is where we finally part and never meet again in truth or sorrow. Never dare to kiss or miss me this dharma train moves only forward. You’ve…

Memoir: Diamond Dogs in Feather Boas

In 2003 I worked as a cigarette girl. It was the closest I felt to being both performer and prostitute. It was the strangest gig, I felt: desperate, exposed, vulnerable. We had to wear strange fluttering, feather, boa-like clips in our hair. We were called, the Peachy Puffs, what a porno name. I wore a…

Poem : the Rarity of Hand-made Pants

I thank you now Mama decades later for the elastic banded pants that you knitted forever you made them for me by hand. You measured my legs with wool skein threads knitted relentlessly like Charlotte’s Web for many moons with hopes to keep me warm through East Coast winters to save me through blizzards and…

Poem: Asians Are Not Exotic (a very long, angry, sad poem)

I couldn’t hide my eyes which made me Other Ghengis Khan Mongolian hordes attacking with long swords other. Mongolianism was the original term for Down’s Syndrome, a parent’s nightmare to see their child’s eyelids’ thick and covered open “short stature, flat face” those were the mentioned features “It’s” not like Us looks like Them slit…

Poem : persephone

Shameless promotion, I’m reposting an earlier poem via Poem : persephone (it’s a dark, doomed mythological love poem)⚘

Poem: Half-dream

Half dream partial memory portal wish towards home. I’m in the zone Not homeless goatee zombie trying to eat my brain for free WTF with that? Frankenstein had a thunder bolt flash so why was it lodged in his throat? like a wish bone from a sacrificed chicken phone home get out of earth lottery…

Poem: Angels of Original Good

All kids are angels Walking sideways laughing hopping on one foot singing golden climbs through breathing trees vibrato lungs in ringing leaves like rain loves flowers shimmering doubled softly night light moon shine streaming silver green dragonfly winged mini helicopters dipping sweet sunrise into rivers reminding us of natural Good. Even if you don’t believe…

Poem: Poets

Poets are an ocean of balm Poets are truth sayers of alarm Poets more useful than know its Know its are full of ticks Poets are a landslide of cool beans Poets can lick you quicker Than a cat in a pickle of dogs.

Poem: Superhero Sisters

(In honor of the found photo above , a poem): Superhero sisters unite with your amazonian strength to fight for what’s right Who else can look so fierce in tights? Batman and Robin step aside they don’t need to be your brides like by-gone knights they have the strength of ten thousand men because their…