Posted in New Work, Poetry, Thoughts and Ruminations

Playing Fields

If women
aren’t smart enough,
responsible enough,
capable enough,
tough enough,
or even…

simply not good enough

to level the playing fields
of men,
then why is it
they’re entrusted with
educating children and adults alike,
responsibility for their welfare,
deemed capable of shouldering
everyone else’s bullshit;

Given the strength and toughness
to create and bring forth
life,
and
consideredย good in every way
but the one
that enables them
to stand equally
and individually
among men
?

Posted in New Work, Poetry

Regret

Often,

I fight with my own regret

that I never seem to

have the right words to say

when I most need to say them…

Later, they come to me

as I rehash and replay it all

in my mind…

Personal tortures

are always the most unkind.