I'm cleaning tonight. My house is a wreck most of the time. One of the drawbacks of being a single mom....I get to do ALL of the housecleaning without any help or cheering on. It's when I'm cleaning that I sometimes wonder if I've missed out by turning down offers of marriage and otherwise. I think of how nice it would be to, just once in a ( Read more... )

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february.2.

Woke up, rolled over,
caught a glimpse
of myself in
charcoal resting
against the wall.

No lover's arm
draped carelessly
over the hip,
No sleepy breath
condensing against
the throat's hollow.

No doubt
there will be
six more weeks of
winter.

Ever have those inexplicable times when you find yourself wondering about woulda-shoulda-coulda? Where nothing's really wrong, but nothing's really right? When you wonder how long you're gonna be stuck between lonely and fulfilled? It's that pesky fuckin' twilight that I hate. I remember a Frank Zappa interview where he talked about how love ( Read more... )