We can flourish as adult children of alcoholics (ACoA) although all our tribulations have been exceedingly unique. Many of our stories may bring to mind something comparable to a nightmarish fairy tale. However, I truly believe that our challenges engender an immense strength that resides within us. We can utilize our heightened sense of intuition, compassion, and ability to literally shine! Blooming, resilient, unbeaten warriors, living today in this moment, in this day and in this lifetime.Read More Welcome to the Rum and Robots Blog!
do not presume to know me my face a frowning moon crevices of sadness besmear a hoary soul who wonders here To continue reading on Edge of Humanity, please click here – please also follow and consider donating to their magazine. Big thanks to Joelcy Kay, Editor and Curator of The Edge of […]Read More My Poem “Abused Child,” Now featured on The Edge of Humanity Magazine
lightning striking emotions I can no longer contain burning my skin with your scathing looks for you have found another smelling her lilac perfume burns my nose and cuts ridges on my hips how will your fingers forget the heavenly world you traced on my body your hands drew life softly in circles, birthing spasms […]Read More Live On Spillwords Press NYC – My new poem “From love to Hollowed Tree”
scant trees hold precious life in soildownpours run without mercyflushing minerals into low landscharcoal created from the sparse bushtiny fingers burn on hot boiling potof small green leaves collectedoverfished waters leave nets lying emptysilent goat bones weave like shadowsstomachs ache like a black tooth decaying blank stares of a slave child with a swollen bellychained […]Read More My poem haiti-the forgotten dying land now featured on edge of humanity
skin barren exposing my dense white trunk as I sighcolor falls from me as the cold earth is bitingabsent my ample blanket to shelter birds passing by To continue reading “Sycamore,” visit MasticadoresIndia To read more of MasticadoresIndia please visit and be sure to follow and subscribe!Read More my new poem “Sycamore” Now live on masticadoresindia
fragile is a heart inside the chest of a childbirds and butterflies tread entwining gifts there toosoft young skin shivers as melancholy air covers him with blue stitches of memories stretching out in hopefrozen between three snowflakes watching lady timeblue jays singing notes of love as church bells blissfully chime aromatic petals on a golden […]Read More Grateful
veins of starbursts slip among treesfondling morning’s warming cheeksbrown leaves emerge as golden spotswhile two fawns seek their lost dotsRead More Winter Smiles
Merry Christmas! If you love amazing harmony and a beautiful song sung a cappella, please take a moment to listen to this amazing rendition of “Mary Did You Know.” Thank you all so much for your love, support and for teaching me many things I did not know. You have all been a blessing in […]Read More Mary Did You Know?
silence is an earless solitary creaturewithout words alone in the damp eye of dusk a red clock balances barren time evenif its long arm is short and bluebirds boast words fly back to you like a memoryof winds blowing in circles catching leaves hummingbirds hover backward whencherished souls like white doves rise to heaven love […]Read More The Earth Has Feelings Too
Musical beach grass Shy and shielding the sun through cotton candy clouds musically smell my skin. Beholding heaven, I remember how trembling we explored our wedding ground in this land of arctic terns. Childlike, I embrace stolen moments of youth I never had. Briny mist captivated my racing heart as I lay with you and […]Read More My New prose Live on the finest example
coming from the land of the drunken sunwhere he ended and I barely dare becomeshe was a crow that brought us all togetherrum drizzling, thunderbolt winter weatherrioting lot she was afflicting all kinds of harmliving on those four acres of our teeny farmbleeding red petunias into fine white sandthriving while growing things on fertile landforgiveness […]Read More Blood Petunias