Monday, June 28, 2010

I'm done with school.

Just completed my MA work.

I will NEVER enter a classroom again.

I think.

Well, at least not a course that I'm paying for.

It was HELL.

End of story.


A Cross Without A Man

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I lay quietly. Gasping for air. In the usual exhausted state.

Remembering the rhythms that rocked my body,

The words that demanded my obedience,

When I whispered, “You’re not allowed to come,” in your left ear.

You're smart. The usual rinsing of residue then takes place in the un-made in-house.

Upon your return, you stare, in your silent self-applaud.

I’m just another soul, your physique has put to rest.

Your head touches the lonely pillow, your body facing east.

Acknowledging my need for contact, you pull me close, by my feet.

A cross without a man, at night hushes me to sleep.