Straight Jacket


she hides her heart

won’t hang it anywhere near her sleeve

buttons all emotion

keeps her cards close to her chest

she would love to love

but has sentenced herself to

solitary confinement

in the straight jacket her

wounds have sewn

only a big love can unbuckle

the way she clasps herself

will you be

the one?

Dreaming of Home


Solitary confinement

has drawn invisible barriers

that hurt to break.


She travels light

and only in her dreams

will her seed rise up

to bless her.


Hers are the cries

of the gulls on the shore,

mourning her losses,

dreaming of