Hypocrisy

It sounded simple in theory. You telling me not to give money to people because I’m perpetuating, supporting addictions. But, I take issue. Call bullshit. You’ve also said, “Get healthcare. Cellphones. Walls.” STOP. Your stereotypes suck. Your agenda transparent. Word count: 39 Edition 8

A Story Where

A story where I write about you, but you’re covered in changes. With enough rearranges, That someone could believe, At least, a bit more than me. A story where I write about you, but as tiny rabbit. Hit by a car, truck, or train. And all I can see is the skewed View from the […]

Truth Behind Editing

You’re ready to do edits for me? You bet, I’ve got my red pen. Well, okay, thanks. I could use fresh eyes. I’m already on my third draft. Third, you say? Great. I’ll grab that hard copy, get it back to you in a bit. Done already? Nope, just the first five pages. Oh, whoa, […]

– Poem 4 – Gloves

Long thin tail, dark corner Lift the cardboard Small rat, not moving Muddled brown Frown at swarming flies and accompanying smell Death reigns, dried blood Burnt sienna Plastic shopping bag glove Grip on the rat Slough of skin, plop of muscle nut-brown New glove: Tawny rat puppet Poem 4: Focuses on repeating a single color […]

Sweetie Pie

Can you believe it? A perfect little fluff ball all curled up, purring in my lap. She’s the most wonderful, soft, cuddly, tiny sweetheart ever. Such a good Kitty. Hey, let me see her! It’s my turn! No, stop. Let go! Ow! Bad Kitty! Mom! Girls. Calm down. Kitties can be both. Good and bad […]

Not a Thief

Oh, my! Goodness me. Call the police! Granny? What happened? A man outside. A thief? Oh, yes. He took my breath away! Granny! So, not a thief. Oh, but there was a criminal Word count: 33

Don’t Stop Screaming

I’d like to see it. yes, i am curious, too. WE OUGHT TO WAIT FOR IT TO STOP SCREAMING. “Momma?” “Oh, honey, don’t stop screaming.” wordcount: 25 #MicroMondays

Pluma Passes Out

Pluma paced, preoccupied. Perhaps, she went too far this time. Her heart, she followed, though plummeting inside. Pluma played it safe, you see, her designs always quite clean. Pedestrian, pacifying, plain. Please. Pluma pulsed within, craving dynamic peppy seams. Passion for fashion pushed her over the edge. Now she waits for critics to drop their […]

Monsters Drive By

Sunny day or perhaps with clouds Rain and maybe wind Calm travel Stop at a light Turn left or Turn right When I glimpse it Terrible Teeth Mouth stretched wide Silent screaming Eyes peeled back Terror strikes I shriek Monsters Least suspected Just so briefly Mouths still closing Back to normal I’m still shaking Fright […]

Idiots

I know, I know. We all think we’re surrounded by idiots. We never think that we’re the idiot That surrounds. But in reality We are. It’s good to know To be aware. Therefore, I am an idiot surrounding someone right now.