This poetry of mine formed like pottery. The unexpected results of desired shape and passion’s flames are presented to you here in hopes you find the perfect one for your mind’s personal collection.

Iguana Boy

Iguana Boy,climb all over me.Scratch my back with your keen … More

Fallowed Souls

Fall is yellowed,eyes like pathogens,green manure skin,recovered grins,lust the dust … More

Queen Conch

Give me true love’s kiss.Climb inside my conch shellto live … More