Empress Indignant

The vastness of her legs and stomach belong to a higher power. She is not owner, but vassal of her figure; supplying their demand.

Reaching across the clammy world to remember your face at night the cities we've stepped on frenzied with drink and the sounds of love

If everything was blue our ending would appear happier; we'd call a break a beginning If everything was red my anger would dull against...

In another world, you took the 9am flight and moved into an apartment on Bleecker Street, so you could tell everyone you lived in New York.

Dinner is ready and the weather is great and I love my job and the kids are just fine and we have a trip planned for summer and isn't that s

I made this mess in the thick of you; the tangled, stuffy bits with their shades of distrust their claws.