Visual Poetry AKA VizPo
The Proper Thing
December 28, 2017 by 1 Comment
To Burn the Night
January 25, 2017 by Leave a Comment
from “Two Young Lovers”
It takes
rest
This all day
low point
ignore the hate
he paid for it
the money extravagant
his language
I see
the man
and walk
down toward him.
I have
come back
to burn the night
the work
won’t be safe for
the children
I’m sorry Listen.
this mess is
the only home I’ve ever had
A Sharp Startle
January 23, 2017 by Leave a Comment
from “The Pink Lady”
distinct the feeling
I could neither move nor speak
he was gone.
I had fallen silent
as if
That night
had actually happened.
I stood out
bare
my experience,
a sharp startle
he terrified that
home.
My experience was
a sensation of being followed
at night
My
mother experienced this many times
It became common for each of us