Mooses

My earliest memory is sitting on my mom's lap at a large round table. It seems like it's Christmas time. I'm wearing a red velvet dress. There are children surrounding me. I am spreading green icing onto an icecream cone so that it looks like a Christmas tree. I eat all the M&M's, the sprinkles and the icing. I would say that I'm about 3 or 4.

I love leftovers and chocolate. I love when my ear rings. I love earrings. I love my velvet cat picture, and Nick.

Haiku for Him

He peels off my clothes like a starving man

Would peel an orange.

His lips taste my juicy sweetness.

My legs tangle with his;

We become one being,

A burning furnace

In the cold dark basement of love.

First the Worst

This is only a test.