Hey y'all...

I'm thrilled to tell you all that I'm a finalist in the Goodreads September Newsletter Contest. I entered one of my poems and received notice it had been picked. So, I'm crazy nuts happy because really--I am embarrassed of my poetry. I feel compelled to write it, but I have a hard time editing those little buggers. Anyhow, if you would be kind enough, I would really appreciate if you could head on over to Goodreads and vote for Fictive LossesHERE.

Fictive Losses


Aunt Jennifer and
her tigers
had nothing over me
and you.

Orchestrating lives
out of sheaves of paper--
talk of Fitzgerald,
what we meant
to do
in the never to come days.

Golden Boy,
eye to the future--
you put Jay to shame
in your search for
a place.


And I
lived through
page 271
a cracked plate,
though i would
not know
for years to come.

what manners of life
fool us to the exigencies
of words
unreliable
ready for the taking

But still
i'll wait with Li Po
by the river
watching the flowers
floating down

Murmuring lines
of hearts like fists
shriveled prunes
air crackling
and other lies
of the poet.

I'd appreciate any and all vote. Thanks, SheWrites members!