'The Fly'

"Children at the table with Boyardee or bacon in the skillet (cheese toast if it snowed) chatterings behind the aluminum tumblers Then, with a breathy slobber, siblings whisper in hushed stressed lau..."

"Tonight may be tomorrow’s regret         takes me all day to try and forget- (and God forgives, His mercy’s reset) but even then, it’s lingering yet one more sorrow as morning is met. Written March..."

"'Yoo mista’ ... hava’ time for me pleasure in your arms but through your eyes I see- see tomorrow’s wings flya’ me away to your home where not much rain and maka’ brighter day. Yoo, sir, ..."

"My breath's siphoned , and they took it the words and all those poesy misers all consumed the glimpse of my birth a peek of growth of my history not censored by a thing adored but stripped ..."

"While in the mirror, tonight , I saw                                     someone else who looks within                                      the forgiveness, by God, with awe                     ..."

"Peek-a-boo flowers from howdy-do showers honey-bugs prance the fertility dance Earth is suspecting that April’s expecting full to the quiver and pregnant..."