Teach your girls to be somebodies
instead of somebody's.
An obese man wearing a T shirt imprinted with
Fat people are harder to kidnap.
Right now there's freezing cold, whirling snow, whipping wind, accidents on the highways.
by Linda O'Connell
You snare me, draw me into your darkness;
beckon me to sugar up and snuggle down.
I’m sluggish day and night.
You dehydrate my creativity, zap my inspiration,
prune my face, take me by my cracked dry hands and whisper,
“You’re a wannabe, a never gonnabe."
You muddle my thoughts,
deepen my doubt,
annihilate my ideas, quash my spirit.
You glaciate my prose
penetrate my poems;
my ideas freeze solid as
spring’s an ellipsis away.
Words will start flowing again
and blossom all over the page.