

She liked the soundShe liked the sound Of hair being cut, The crisp unzipping And shedding of tresses Like heavy pants Or gauzy white veils.She liked the sound


HanukkahEight candles write dotted lines on darkness Printed blue on the back of my eyeballs The Aryan eyeballs I got from Mom Who doesn’t really need all that God stuff.Hanukkah
Eight candles are lit for the first time since Crazy Janie, Mom’s mom, celebrated
The light of Israel that I rekindle now.
Eight candles burst, born from old absence I lit them because I’m crazy like Janie Who Mom says stole a Jew book from the synagogue Mom says Jew books are silly. She writes textbooks That preach her creed of divine mathematics Where a million sharp squares at their


BottomsI spent years wearing skirts Nervously stretching them always To hide my immature skin. Boys said that I wore them well That I had big legs, But long and powerful. What power Can a twelve-year-old In a mini-skirt wield?Bottoms
I was a zealous convert To trousers. I stuffed my hands in the pockets And made bulky fists That bulged out of my sides Like guns in holsters, Shouting, “Not in this bottom, you won’t!” like a threat or a philosophy.
All my bolstered denim Was undone by one bottom, Apple round.  


Falling Off The MoonThe calendar’s squares are in disarray, Boxes piled all wrong, All empty. The little numbers tell me that it’s late.Falling Off The Moon
I cannonball onto the page, Waiting for the hollow tumble To shake the moon loose. The grid trembles, Numerals tink in their corners, But no fruit falls. No juice.
I ricochet From bathroom to bathroom In search of scarlet streaks Or a finger full of nectar That might confirm my pulse.
Anxious, I knock a hard hip. No answer. It clacks, Cold and unripe, But already starting to decay. &
I am really glad that you like it.
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You got a great gallery here.
Intersting work and style.
P.S.
I am so so so sorry for the late reply as school work and a lot of things has stopped me from coming to DA.
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Did you know that people whose body are cold are the cowardly type
And they can't live...without somebody to warm them up?
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"Don't judge yourself by other peoples standards. You'll always lose." -Billy Corgan
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this nest they made couldn't break you.
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Pixie-Queen: Prone to impromptu bouts of silliness *sticks tongue out and pulls funny face*
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We're all mad here.
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Pixie-Queen: Prone to impromptu bouts of silliness *sticks tongue out and pulls funny face*
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Thanks for the watch
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