I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
My Lovely Rita:
Enlarge your tent to contain our love! Before the winds trample us like blue wildebeest— Canvas out stretched, my head on his chest.
Bloody Hell, Mary:
Bloody hell, Mary: Eyes the color of celery lips, as red as cherry tomatoes, with a kiss, absolutely as strong as vodka!
Precious Peridot on The Back of Honu:
The shoreline glitters with seeds of iron crystals... Precocious peridot, enchanting as honu swims around coral reefs. Sandcastles shaped,
Faridat of The Sun:
Faridat of the sun, with eyes of olivine, a gentle soul of peridot. Wields a Cadceus in his left- Sheen of vitreous luster
Why racism? Doors shutting, against an open door, Welcomed by the sun Simply for her skin texture— Even the sunlight of enlightenment
Tale of Peter Pans’ Flute and Lady Liberty’s Torch:
You stand on your made in Russia soap box... With words as believable as, “Children do not like popping bubbles!” DO NOT
Angel of The Ruby Mountains:
Sage brush blows, savagely in the wind of Northwest. Angel of the Ruby mountain’s, forever angelic face of seventeen. Clocked into work,
Ode to Vanessa my Red Butterfly :
Vanessa is undoubtedly striking, my red butterfly. Swiftly, their hands intertwine flutter softly, their hearts patter— My face as flush as a lacewing