Universal Momma Bear

Please Don’t Go Please Don’t Go

Hollywood whined in the background of my recording because he wanted momma’s attention. I petted him and cooked an egg to add to his food that he let sit and hadn’t eaten yet. And yay he ate his food all gone! That’s my baby boy.

#18 in Poetry

It's a Rap It's a Rap

Poetry

Running Scared Running Scared

Poetry

Are You Happier? Are You Happier?

Poetry

I Masturbate With My Tears I Masturbate With My Tears

Why? Because didn’t you hear? I’m weird.

Poetry

Boyfriend Boyfriend

This full time dog momma is gonna find her a man. I’m not giving up. I’m not good at truly giving up.

My Life

Exorcism Exorcism

Poetry

Paranoid Realism Paranoid Realism

Who do you trust? Are you a friend or a foe?

Poetry

Conundrum Conundrum

Is it love? Is it safe? Are we both willing to take the plunge? Will we be okay?

Poetry