Skin Hunger is a real thing — look it up. Our bodies keep a ledger of all the lips not kissed, of backs that go untouched and past a certain point the ledger expects a payment.Cortisol up,anxiety up, heart rate...

my Sadness grew becoming a motherblooming with Fear for her childrenit was no small thing to reconcileto self soothe, when she scream while giving birth to themthe children were inconsolable Fears became Angerhe was the last to be deliveredand...

The vibration of the shadows Dancing on the fuzzy bridgeThe pale moonlight embraces The somber dark benchAlone in vibrant chemistryA solitude of communityA numbing sensation calmsThis embalming catastrophe As the radiance mesmorizesThe colors behind my eyes refractPrisms of time...

I measure my daysin time signaturescount sobrietyin whole rests where the damper pedal is godand Iits humble servant my foot pressed into mercybeggin every fractured chordpleasehold ondon’t leave me til I remember how to breatheone barfour barssixteenthirty twosixty four til the urgeslips...

She begged for it, pleaded,like everything alive does.Scratch at the door,singing her little sermon,tail ticking time.Green eyes flashing,centuries of instinct.So I put her out.Mesh cage on the porch.Sunlight thin.World almost safe.I left her there,like every other sunshine promise day.Groceries....