Poem: Forgetful

There’s a place where I don’t exist
Sometime in the past
Sometime in future
And sometimes
in the moment

Poem: Lost History

They said your name was Cindy
And gave you a last name of Smith
Since your parents had surrendered
Your care to the good Christian nuns
At Saint Carlisle where they taught
You how to be a moral and upright

Poem: Searching for Identity

Removing mask after mask Peeling away the layers and Years of pretending she did To appease them and to fit in Searching under search for The girl who first put on The first mask that had an Askew smile that hid the tears And then she added one who Was always interested in what He

Poem: In the Basement Dreaming of Growing Up

Down the the basement is a girl
Who is figuring out her world
Watching her twin in the mirror
Move as she moves slowly like
Sugar sweet syrup on a cold day
Leaning into her reflection before
Falling away onto a bed made up
For a girl of about eleven all pink