Poetry

A collection of my poems from 2009-2011

Addict

I am so old and live in such a place. Daily, I perform rituals – That is, habits repeated to get necessaries. I tell myself they are beautiful Even though I hate everything I have become.

Be Adventurous With The Crisps

Be adventurous with the crisps dear, The salted can’t be ready this time, No, it’s not that I am different and Yes dear - everything is just fine.