My Goddesses and I

Sugared wings And toasted words flicker In the golden reflections Of elderflower And fizz, And grapes from the yard That grew in ghostly silence Beside the thorn tree. That is also where I blossomed- Beneath autumn rain And summer suns- That is where My celestial mouth Caught its first breath. And I have endured Many…

Ghosts in my tears

There are ghosts in my tears! Then cry your eyes out, love, But don’t expect me to pass you A tissue. Those ghosts are our friends, They’d be yours too if you Stopped sniffing. You only created them, They owe you nothing.