Ancient AuntieBlue eyes I’ve never meet, and knew,an ancient auntie perhaps – kinder thanmy mother – said: “you look like an actor.” Mother, hellbent on filling mylife with her story, said: “my hair was wasted on a man.”My distant auntie goes on:”You’ve got the stare of an empty parking lot filled with upturned push pins, …
Tender A little girl grabbing at the waves in her father’s fingernails, surfing her tiny hand into his, becoming an ocean of twined fingers that lap into his lap as her tiny brown eyes widen with wonder and asks: “Daddy, where have you been all my life.” © SB Joy, 2022 Have you ever noticed …
I was nirvana Everybody is and was looking for a mystic To answer dumb questions To make an idol To fill the media hype machine To erase their pain, sorrow, their ADHD To point the finger elsewhere I was a mystic at eight I was a mystic at three I was a mystic of a …
Alone, the family jewel My mother has been dead years now. She loved to sit alone in the sun near a pool or beach, work on her tan, read her book. Forty years later, I am alone at the beach hiding under an umbrella, reading and writing, when my dead mother walks up to me, …
Here is a video from Season 1 😂. Last year I did about 10 videos. This is short poem called Parents Love.
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