The Birds and the Bees

“I think I need a drink,” Aunty May said making her way to the kitchen. She has always been Aunty May since I was knee high to a mosquito. Her full name is Mary, but at some time in our not recent history someone decided ‘Mary’ was one syllable too… 

Lonely in Wisconsin

Raining ice My insides Thawed Like the fish Of Mama Sol’ All I can ask is why This soul Standing At a corner While it rains Ice