Showing posts with label Sierra 10. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sierra 10. Show all posts

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Dozens Of Eggs

Back it up!
april
eve
kelly wants you. Kelly needs you.
words don't help me.
oprah the TV show.
roses everywhere
dozens of eggs
sailing across the sea

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Horses

My horse Sierra,
neighing when
some other horse calls.
Sierra, a flea bitten grey, mare, the same name a me,
horse.
Can be bratty but I can get her under control.
Jaz.
My best horse, old,flea bitten grey, mare,
GOOD LISTENING MARE.

Sounds

I love the sound of the horses neighing
and
my mom slamming her door
and
the birds waking me up at 6:45 am
and
hearing my grandma making smoothies
and
when Karen wants us to be quiet she rings this bellish thing
and
the best thing of all hearing my voice

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Under the White Tent

The white tent of freedom and cans and cans of soup. A sour-rose waiting for you to find it, hammered down in the pines that leads you to California. Repeating and repeating a wet load of socks. Ghosts call bring you to quiet places, that are endless. Under the current you find a bus filled with goats, sheep, and buckets filled with insects.