Father Stretch My Hands
Naive Like flipping off evergreens Out of envy I still love you Just a little less Than before En repose I thank God For the deer The chipmunks The bunnies And the lack of you. But I’ll still wait for the owls...
Published Articles from
Rosemary Rodriguez
Can’t Stop
I grace grandeur with my presence
As I wake up to take my antidepressants
This just might be a good day...
Hurricane
Disentangle from it Stop crying mid soliloquy There’s work to be done Playing with plastic grass and day drinking I don’t want to rhyme anymore There was so much left of me for you To know But it’s only Blue black blue and back Again now...
