Daily Archive: November 5, 2015

Purrsday Poetry


When you want to read, I’ll sleep on it. If you want to write, I’ll bump on it. And when I am through, I’ll dump it on you …then jump on your lap just… Continue reading

Peace meal


God, I’m back again, wondering…was I adopted? Your sister needs sunshine.  You need a cave.  Weird happens.  That’s not what you want to know. Why can’t I write artistry into my words like… Continue reading