When I’m near you I put on a clown face to keep you entertained. But when I am with you I say shit like, ” I hate… Read more “The Optical Illusion of Joan Crawford by the Pool”
Author: Queen Rude
Poet and Author originally from Indianapolis, Indiana, lover of words, expressions and creativity. Mother of one, Member of the Ohio Poetry Association, former member of the California Writers Club, Winner of the Barry Wright Scholarship for Poetry and consummate Dorothy Parker, Nikki Giovanni and Pablo Neruda fangirl.
The master craftsman’s nuance
The key is carved. The key falls from the pocket of god and rolls into a nearby puddle, languishing. The key rolls and the days disappear and… Read more “The master craftsman’s nuance”
Your esophageal sphincter 1721 days from now
Do you think that I wanted to let you go, dummy? I didn’t. You made it so I had to choose between keeping you and hurting you.… Read more “Your esophageal sphincter 1721 days from now”
21
Anything could happen between me the world and you I don’t know the answer what the universe might do A mouse could run across my foot right… Read more “21”
REWIND-MAY-2018
via Left on Needmore Rd.
On the corner of Hawaii & Hell
Chase me a time or two for good measure and fairness in all of the ways that manifestations present themselves to fools and I will almost never… Read more “On the corner of Hawaii & Hell”
REWIND-MAY-2017
via Fleetwood Mac’s Greatest Hits
Meanwhile, back to me…
As soon as the wind subsides and I can feel the coolness from the uncontrolled breeze that blew by I say Gosh, I am sorry all of… Read more “Meanwhile, back to me…”
REWIND-MAY-2016
via TheCoRoLlArYofRealityTV
Freshest Air
I’m not small in any way or short for a lady for that matter or petite in any function or form or style sometimes indiscreet unintentionally after… Read more “Freshest Air”
