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  • Double Take

    Double Take

    “You see how good she looks.”
    words spoken
    gossip mills
    to locker rooms
    under hair salon dryer hoods.

    Poke jab ill will
    wrinkle to wrinkle
    the lines they settle
    the dark spots creep in
    with every new sunbeam

    now I hear, “what have you done?”
    Botox, Restylane, filler?
    tummy tuck
    breast lift
    neck snip

    replace those words vibrating low
    and thoughts in my head when I look in the mirror
    “How beautiful those loving eyes,
    my what they have seen, felt,
    the tears they’ve cried”.

    head to the woods feel the sun’s
    warmth upon my eyes
    brisk walk in the streets
    people watch
    and smile

    “My how good she looks.”
    no time for blood pricked
    from my arm to rejuvenate my skin
    that’s what inversions are for
    and pumping iron at the gym





  • Little Bit Obsessed

    Little Bit Obsessed

    Friday night headlights
    Dimmed down
    Dark roads

    A glare across the slick street
    as words flash from your text
    “when can we meet”?

    drinks downed
    tension upped
    I have nothing to lose…
    do you?

    the plan to meet
    a dive bar
    of course
    darts, pool, musky wafts of air
    music cranks
    throw back the beers
    reminisce of bands and big hair
    then
    the kiss.
    It’s always in the kiss.
    More and more and more obsessed with you

    car fills
    doors slam
    I jar awake
    from the daydream
    kids pile in the
    carpool
    jam their tunes
    “I’m a Virgo, you’re a Taurus”
    how apropos

    more and more and more obsessed with you.




  • Friendship Rings

    Friendship Rings

    What is it called when a friend breaks your heart
    Is there a word
    opposite girl code

    hey there
    how long have you been with him
    accusations before understandings
    no curiosity

    make new friends
    wield knives
    in cold blood
    no reciprocation

    play pretend
    one is silver, the other’s gold
    been here for you
    answering my phone, text met

    yet,
    you wouldn’t come near
    I rearrange work schedules
    stick around
    time cleared

    a year went by
    my romances went afoul
    needed a shoulder to cry on
    crickets

  • Closure

    Doors close
    The dating app
    I’m back
    Healing from first swipe
    to first call
    to first date
    replay
    the calves the convo the love bomb the power play

    your same pics posted
    the prompts and the copy paste answer
    I swore we deleted ours together
    done your work?
    not yet, I bet

    overlooked
    Mary Jane
    matched with you anyway
    a business owner, responsible
    kind eyes not far from home
    check check check

    here in this pic
    the gloss in your eyes
    not my type
    nope not for me
    move on babe


  • Love is No Lie

    Love is No Lie

    First dates happen
    They often do
    I’m figuring out
    my last
    wasn’t with you
    my boo

    conversations had
    started with food
    ended with our past
    my Max your Max
    laugh, fire, pull

    force be with us
    and always for good
    Hans to my Leia
    tall, broody, and crude

    I took it with patience,
    let go of my pride

    attempt at something real
    it was
    love doesn’t lie
  • First Date Scaries

    First Date Scaries


    Haven’t had this feeling
    since my first post divorce date
    …now I’m fifty in

    casual conversation
    awkward giggles
    glint in the eye

    working to impress
    the opposite sex
    at least for tonight

    fake chemistry
    the kind that says
    well, we met
    do we fuck yet

    dinner
    I O U
    wink wink
    is that a hint

    I want to slap him
    But people pleaser kicks in
    necking in the car
    I tease

    Home. Safe
    the text
    but we barely know each other yet
    dopamine high
    from a good kiss
    tomorrow I’ll wake
    I won’t want to know him.


  • Friendly Glow

    Friendly Glow


    Gentle breezes flow with words
    of reminiscence
    the good old times

    Hostess with the mostest
    cheese,crackers,wine
    Listen to tales
    of strong women
    gentle acquaintances
    paths led to mine

    From teen dreams
    parties
    drinking and wild, youthful times

    Horse and carriage to the altar
    a storybook tableau
    ebbing maelstrom
    generational trauma
    we’ve suffered
    we’ve moved on

    Tonight’s sky
    a coterie of motherhood
    passion for art shared
    in the way we see life
    celebrate the strength
    to become the women of this moment

    a rain sprinkle
    arching a bow in the sky
    osprey glide
    sun sets
    we have more than survived
  • The power’s in the smile

    The power’s in the smile

    It could be all-American

    The value the culture puts on the smile. 
    Grin and you’ll get it.
    Just what you want
    everything, try it.

    No need to speak just flash the bright whites
    those teeth
    crinkle the eyes just so
    warmth, power, glow!

    watch out sky
    eventually a feel of distrust
    they catch on
    a veneer crack
    in influencing the win

    when that smile is pretend
    we all know
    it has to come from with in,
    without pretense
    beautiful inside and project out
    that’s who holds the position.
    that’s the win.