with eyes closed

I feel you

sink your teeth into my
soul-

you've made a meal of me.


Written for Read Write Poem

Inside Out

She spends her time in fallout shelters in her mind, can't run far enough.

Putting pen to page -this life- making beauty out of nothing at all.

These poems are an attempt at writing American Sentences for a prompt at

A hand reaching through the fire-
take me in
and shield my soul.

The world around us is dying,
but with
you here


I would never
know.




*written for the prompt Friendship at Writer's Island

Still, Still, Still

Centuries later and
still

I write poems inspired by you
still

cause I am

a silly, silly girl,

your sinful lonely girl......



still