body of ink

lines and lines of words written over my body like geometric tattoos grafted onto skin paintbrush swoops a curve into being ink drips down creating splattery spots center of this domed droplet sinks down into skin you’d think it’d hurt to have  sentences  words  paragraphs  written across your chest  down your thighs  surrounding your ankles …

post-it poem

I’ve been diligently working to *have* inspiration (as if you can really have it, it just comes…), but nada.  You know, write these little plays or moments to share.  Something new.  Anyway, I had some great ideas, but nothing that really grabbed me and was like, “no, we’re not leaving until you wtite us down”.  But…