Amazing News! My official book launch will be on Sunday, April 28 at 2:00pm EST/8:00pm CET! Please email admin@prolificpulse.com to register or if you have any questions (above graphic by Prolific Pulse) Here is the review in its entirety, written by Munmun (Alvina) Sumanta, which was also posted to Amazon India – please go to…
Category: mature love
“Praying Mantis” Now Live At Hotel Masticadores
Praying Mantis Some days, I unfasten the red and white box beneath the ruffles of my lover’s bed. Like the elusive breath of a monarch, a hit of new life. She spreads her moist and crinkly wings after hatching in her identifiable way. She must be patient and wait for delicate wings to dry while…
Dark Regret
Dark Regret the sun lays blame-free inside our suite on her bellya hungry valley of salt-less tears feed twisting roots deepmy eyes, moored, tight to a dock, though I die like a yawn for sleep dew drops in a miniature, brown bottle, garnish my giftnightly, I place one drop gently behind each ear, a lavender…
My New Poem “My Muse” Live On Spillwords
My Muse tales of fervidness ringchurch bells echo lovecrimson clover twig bendsto highlands freezing winter winds sliding near you, my loveflowers petals tumblingas our warming winter bodiesmeet in the middle with our teasing lips To continue reading, please go to Spillwords, and be sure to like and subscribe. Thank you Dagmara and staff for this…
Flaming Sunset Now Live On HotelMasticadores
touch my skin through silk, as air-born feathers malleable to your tender strokes, I close my eyes release me, take me from my bone-thin ancient tethers space disappears, my beloved refuge, pursue me assimilate my soul, as a window weeper whose pain is tainted by my clarity of the indignant power of the sea…
The Inner Child Speaks – Part 1
My good friend and phenomenal storyteller and poet, Nigel Byng, has selflessly decided to interview me in support of my upcoming book (thank you, Lisa, at Prolific Pulse Press) presales of which start later this month, I can’t believe it! Thank you, Nigel, for being so supportive not only of me but of everyone in…
“Tardy Morning Sun” Now Live On Spillwords Press NYC
damp, frosty grass was a sad soul to bare feet her heart dangling from a pale elbow in a drowsy fog besieging her as tears hymn, turning to ice on cold flesh five months passed since her husband was planted to earthly rest laying by the lake,…
“Unloved” Now Live at SpillWords Press NYC
born underneath the protective eye of the goatI am a stained and blood-red topographical map,a blindfolded gnat adrift trying to find an empathetic eartime, tick-tock, is a heavy lump of coal, acrid, black, yet a gift watching red embers float like seared feathersremembering painful words, like silkworms burrowingbring flashes of time embroidering freedom into endless…
loss of my highlander
Word prompt by https://twitter.com/PR_Rybeck
my new story “The Blue Pill” live on masticadoresindia
Having had migraines for years, I knew I would need that third pill. No more than 300 milligrams of Imitrex, and I would take that enormous, new, blue blood pressure pill my family doctor just prescribed. I was way too young to be having blood pressure issues. But the unexpected has a way of meandering…
