playwriting
THIS IS MY STOP
BLOCKBUSTER
Prose
I Want To Tell Stories Like The River Does
Words flowing and fish fluttering, like a mad dash. Tales crumbling upon rocks with sounds like slaps, sprinkles that sting my skin.
Ms. Cactus
She soaks up water like a cactus
When rain falls it fills her up
You never take rain for granted
When you’re a cactus
Ode To The Universe
When I call for what I want, you bring it to me, running like a bolt of lightning through the sky.
That’s a lot of speed for something so powerful, a lot of power for tasks so small.
