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MY SCAPIGLIATA

...
a scapigiliata
      lady
   with disshevelled
 hair
natural

  uncombed
tousled


eyes
  half-closed

mouth
  slightly shaped
in
an ambiguous
       smile
lingers
    for while
...

Rooted

...Today, my hair is jazz—
wild coils improvising in the wind,
syncopated with no apology.
It scats when I walk,
riffs when I laugh,
and plays the truth off-key
because it knows perfection
never ...

The Dream Patrol

...Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.

Willie and his beloved wife, E...

coming to town

...Peter (my bf) is coming to town - tonight. I’m breathy with excitement.
My energy is so sick. “Someone scrape her off the walls,” Leong remarked, as I bounded out of my room this morning.
Lisa winc...

I aim to live in the here ahem hair and now

...I aim to live in the here (ahem hair) and now...

despite entrenched familiar
obsessive compulsive disorder behavior
distracting me courtesy
countless what if scenarios,
particularly before und...

new moon

...People came and went all night, welcomed by the warm evening, the 12-piece jazz band, rich restaurant aromas and the boundless night sky. I hear their enthusiasm as they’re escorted to their tables. ...

Pepe's Coffee Lounge

...
I was one of the cool set,
navy blue duffle coat, scarf around
my neck, seated at a table
in Pepe's Coffee Lounge
discussing Baudelaire 
and T.S. Eliot and the demise 
of the political elites...

I Re: Egret Forsaking Gull Friend Where, Heron Eye Twitter

...I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter

Fictional account related
courtesy one pink flamingo.

Aves lusting for verboten tweet 
reed lubricious sin after giving
Twiggy anot...

Letting Go Aunt Minnie

...I remember you in all your faces
   from the photograph of a young girl
   surprised at being looked at, and later,
Sun brown and strong over the garden hoe
   or throwing your head up to one sid...

She Will Rise

...Those sleepless nights,
those black spots under her eyes.
Those uncombed hairs
those inner fights!
She is building on her own,
and trust me, removing each black cloud 
she will rise.

She wil...

Down the Staircase

...Up the Staircase
?

Your feet reluctantly begin
to climb the broken, filthy stairs,
in this hell-hole of outcast ones,
without someone who even cares.

Stairs stink of urine and feces.
They ...

Sage Brown

...Peter is joining us for lunch in the cafeteria. I met him on a crowded Saturday morning at a coffee shop. He’s from the flammable, paper-dry, sagebrush hills of Malibu and grew up overlooking the haz...

What's Wrong With Me

...My breath is rank,
My teeth jaundiced,
My hair uncombed.
My face sullen,
Voice like a crow
If I had a hall of mirrors
I could have a murder,
Thousands of raven black wings
My beak, our beaks
...

The Weird Kids

...I can still picture Janno – a sweet nerdy cross-eyed girl from my school
who wore unflattering clothing and oddly-framed glasses.
Her grandmother was my unsimiling fifth grade teacher,
and later i...

Above

...There are women,
beautiful and flawless
like hourglass.
With smooth, shiny skin.

There are women
who look and move like goddesses.
Strong and stunning,
with sharp minds
and hypnotizing eyes...

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