The Art Divas / Divas of Verse

Among Women What women wander? Not many. All. A few. Most would, now & then, & no wonder. S...

This Be the Verse They fuck you up, your mum and dad.        They may not mean to, but they do.    They fill yo...

Charles on Fire Another evening we sprawled about discussing Appearances. And it was the consensus That while ...

A Book Full of Pictures Father studied theology through the mail And this was exam time. Mother knitted...

One Way of Doing Battle When I touched my wrist to my chest it was shorthand for love. When I returned & th...

As I Grew Older It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of ...

Proposal   I think of god as a little bird who takes To staying close to the earth, The destiny of little wings...