by pbsartist | Jun 23, 2019 | OPENstudio
boobytraps dance with my ego so skillfully still they cause me to giggle any more though not cringe as they used to I can’t catch them every time I do step into the ankle noose so beguilingly hidden there in the brush yet as I hang from this swinging escapade I...
by pbsartist | Jun 18, 2019 | OPENstudio
when the bottom has been scrubbed all the way down to the edges and crevasses and the top has been disassembled so the creases and hinge hold no more grim the surface gleams the interior sparkles the anticipation of what will go in into this empty vessel prepared...
by pbsartist | Jun 16, 2019 | OPENstudio
rip the veil see the real goal it is there behind the gossamer not hidden but withheld awaiting discovery delight by those ready to dissolve to be of use in this ship of life we are all on together
by pbsartist | Jun 11, 2019 | OPENstudio
Flitting around the city exploring regions I not dare and much to my delight returned on time. No worse the wear. Happy even, delighted. Filled with spirits yet not hungover as I would’ve predicted. So I gave her permission. To go again, no need to let me know...
by pbsartist | Jun 9, 2019 | OPENstudio
The country that is nowhere is the real home it is not here now nor was it last year or 3′ high shared bedroom giggling in the night with sister beside even not was it the paper you signed as if you owned the place the closest you have ever come dear one was...
by pbsartist | Jun 2, 2019 | OPENstudio
She came on so fast June not expected yet easily predicted there on the schedule I was not ready for her her heat her intensity her undeniable ability to make one look at what has been gone under so quickly and how much is left of the rest of her tribe it takes a deep...
