To the Fools

Why fools and tricksters aren’t all that bad.

Snapshot

I ask myself, sometimes
How can I remember this moment?
But I don’t know yet;
the memories only flow
one way

World Building

Sometimes when my partner comes home And has to let himself in He’ll ask, “Why was the door locked?” And I don’t know what to say. Because I’m woman? Because I was home alone, and that’s what you do; You walk with your keys unsheathed And you never leave your drink, or visit the bathroom,…

The Watcher

I am a raven sat on a streetlight The Watcher As feet trudge by and shadows lengthen into night Time passes; I see all.

The Wild

So many years I toed the line…