VERONICA
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Stories Told to Seeds in GabonA Story by VERONICAMy mother, an angiosperm Moabi, encased me in fruit. Sweetly I sat stuck; the moist pulp was creamy.As she grew the fruit around me she told me her st.. |
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Here's to Looking at You, KidA Poem by VERONICAYou say you love the rainYou say you love the smellOf whiskey on a man's breathYou say you love my legs You say this is like "Casablanca"Michael Curt.. |
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The Story of My BreathA Poem by VERONICAI have never been without you. I would feel embarrassed without you. If there ever was a mom4ent that you left me & I fell to the floo.. |
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Faldas ----- SkirtsA Poem by VERONICAHermanos siameses, de tela que es azul y cómoda, me quedan alrededor de mis piernas. Con sus cost.. |
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The Ostrich & The ChildA Story by VERONICABack before Charles Manson killed two women because of misinterpreted Beatles’s lyrics; back before Latiesha Green.. |
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Where All The Women WentA Poem by VERONICAThe last two women, As in there are no more, Festered in three bloody bootprints In the palest blanket of blue snow. They repea.. |
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Day 1A Poem by VERONICADay 1 & Day 1 Your fate is sealed From homebirths to C-sections From brown to yellow Your worth is imprinted Inside of you DN.. |
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The Giraffe-LionA Poem by VERONICAHer neck grows as tall as a lamppost. Around her head is a crown of matted hair. Her body is that of a large cat’s Decorated with shor.. |
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in the year you were mineA Poem by VERONICANo Disclaimers |
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Ode 1A Poem by VERONICAFirm young erection Of insolent texture, Like baby food firmness, I hate you And your cream meat And your black .. |
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