Poems from MachikasMom
Three hundred sixty five days each year
But this one was with you, my dear
From our very first kiss, the sixth of January
I’ve dreamt that...
There was a time when all my hope was gone
I was kicked to the curb without doing wrong
My owner had way too many of us to give care
She...
Some things I just don’t want to feel
Like a hairy kiwi, a slimy banana peel
Or a crusty, flaking elephant knee
A needle-sharp stinger of...
What does water taste like? I ask you
“Nothing” is the only answer that’s true
But how could this crazy fact be true
Science can easily...
It’s like a private battle
Going on inside my head
My mind says, “Use the razor”
My heart says, “Live instead”
It’s like a little warzone...