Devils of Her Soul

Devils of Her Soul Here I am…breathless…fearful…voiceless…tearful…colorless…no longer beautiful…being tormented again…who are you…no answer…what do you want…no answer…you are a bitch…you know you are a bitch…don’t play idiot…don’t play victim…you know you are a whore deep in your soul…your husband is a good man…but every day you drove him mad…in fact you called him mad…

Men in 2017

Men in 2017 Light…bright light outside…sun, yes the sun they called it and smiled…I, too, smiled…they fed me and I smiled again…they laughed, cried, made noise with what they called words, they sought something…they constantly sought…not it was not me…they did not know what they sought but they fought when they could not see…they got…