temporary guests

your body is not an apartment available for temporary love guests. your body is a home, a permanent residence, that deserves consistency, and a love that stays. if he shows no plans of staying, darling, don’t let him in. — 09.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Jason Schjerven on Unsplash Apologies for being MIA, dear […]

when rain reigns

while i try to rein on my stubborn and elusive sense of worth, the rain reigns against the sun rays with its freed droplets of crystals kissing the waiting, parched earth. may i find the purpose of my birth, with the petrichor’s coming mirth. — 09.14.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Liv Bruce on Unsplash In response to Quadrille #40 by whimsygizmo and […]

history and poetry

“Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, […]

mummed magic

the scarlet leaf of the almost bare autumn tree, s  l  o  w  l  y , ever s  l  o  w  l  y , f a l l i n g from its home twig to its grave earth. the crystal snowflake of the heavy, winter cloud g e n t l y , ever […]

season singing

traversing the same route five times a week presents me a repeating view again and again and yes, again. the sight of houses, from well-made to thatched huts, occasionally interrupted by massive spaces filled with wild grasses or field of rice stalks, and once with a huge mall. the neighborhood will then be replaced with […]