Welcome. This site exists simply as a place for a word nerd to share some of her poetry and dream…
12/30/20
Well, it’s been quite some time since I added any dream journal entries or silly poetry to this blog. My…
12/17/18
Last night I dreamed about going to Nu’s bridal shower. A hurricane was coming and everyone parked on the road.…
8/29/19
Worked in a milkshake shop in a church with Nicolas Cage. Snoop ordered a strawberry shake and Noam Chomsky tried…
drink of choice voice
A gram of wet bourbon and I’m thick, wispy, wilting away, wishing for water and debasement …
flippin’ fish fryday
My archenemy was Ron the autotron Crumbling, desiccating spiraling southward Toward the brambleberry farm He the all-knowingest sage With his…
exude apathy
assaults to lungs – injurious bums flicked sideward — thoughtless scattering to brainchildren – abandoned to carelessness on pavements
sigh
The real weariness resides not too far from heart and home, deftly combs my inner bliss to a cove of…
11/5/17
My school had a tiny pasture full of new therapeutic pets, which were crosses between miniature ponies and bison. A…
12/22/18
I ice skated, jumped on the trampoline, and rock climbed with my young friends. One was Gamma, who was jealous…
8/3/19
Last night I bought Apple in a dream. I had to go fishing for two dollar bills for a long…
Unsilent intimations
Silent sensophobe feels out softly the crevice in her glottis that sleeps in soot, the sinful seeping day to day…
the audacity
Thinking, I could fall into him, melt away, worship him everyday, we fell into each other, screwed, screwing would tell…
Antwerp toppled
Leaf logs full of ants marching forward, froward, backward, Antwoord, doubling back this way and that melancholic trail leading back…
New Year Diddy
Walking backwards up the driveway Fingers pinched as a pariah Forgot it was a federal holiday Nor do I recall…
shitty pity
Whorl of the worlds: turn toward yourself, be uncouth for just a dreary day, free youth by this Thursday, and…
a timid little wonderflower
A shrinking violet. a blossoming rose. or a stagnant lilac— which would you rather keep in your silent arsenal?
2/28/19
A mad scientist had created a formula that would potentially destroy the world if ignited. I met him and he…
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