I Don’t Care

I don’t care. This wonderful, crazy, feminine collage of ribbon and paper says so much about me as a woman. This is what I really like. Polka dots and glitter and bright colors and all of that. I think this is good. It maybe doesn’t require a great deal of technical virtuosity, but it gets across the mood and meaning that I want it to in my opinion.

Specific Species of Special Considerations

My sentences are sprinkled

with snowy asterisks.

So many cold specific species

of special considerations.

Compounding the temerity of

this informational vacation

through the paradise of lingua franca

*commonality hell*

A virga, purple and inconsistent.

My tongue,

dry,

cracking,

goes on.

In the meadow between my

thoughts and their definitions

snowstorm as crepuscular ballet.