Monday Parker : Writing

The Mad Poet.

The Mad Poet.

A Poem by Monday Parker


We use to sit in the depth of a Sacramento summer night Drinking sips of whiskey Straight from the bottle Until each drip was gone Windin..
So You're a Manager

So You're a Manager

A Poem by Monday Parker


Yah, that’s why you work here Cant make it anywhere else No, not in the real world Fake self pride This is not even an accomplishment Fuc..
Roots

Roots

A Poem by Monday Parker


I have always embraces my redneck roots Yes this is me With a cigarette Hanging from my lips or fingertips This is me Hair long Dra..
Dream Lover

Dream Lover

A Poem by Monday Parker


I’ll miss you Dream Lover I will miss you while you’re gone My mind always seem to wander to you I crave Even thou..
Trade

Trade

A Poem by Monday Parker


She is so lucky to hold him To lay with him and hear his Voice whispered in the dark I wonder if she knows how lucky she is How in tw..
Porn Theater

Porn Theater

A Poem by Monday Parker


For my Mormon lover
Moon

Moon

A Poem by Monday Parker


We can share the moon The sky and stars From your escape Thousands of miles away Where I can’t rest my eyes on your face We..
Hurt Me More

Hurt Me More

A Poem by Monday Parker


I thought this was love But I never really felt stupidity Never rubbed it on my face before Now it’s below my skin Flo..
Half of California

Half of California

A Poem by Monday Parker


You drove For miles and miles Through traffic and open roads Drove half of California Merced Madera Fresno You drove..
Bad Wolf

Bad Wolf

A Poem by Monday Parker


So now you wanta talk When everything in my life is Tense Not carefree and empty like From before Now you want to prance Back ..