dVerse — Prosery — Botched?

Snow would be the easy way out –Rita Dove, from “November for Beginners” Miranda’s rippled cleavage was pasted across banners of the e-zines that mattered. Just like the paparazzi to zoom in on a digital image and draw a red circle around it, with the headline, “Curdled Milk?” And why didn’t Mirage Photoshop her into…

#TSM228 — sellebrity

Theda Bara in Cleopatra 1917 From the dawn of time, women have been held hostage by the fantasies of weak, selfish men. Clothed in death and coerced into lassoing the moon for her milk, how can we ever consider wealth and fame as food for our souls? Or the price paid with batting false eyelashes,…

Poetry Day 10 — Drug of Choice

Drip drip drip from my heart throbbing pulsing coursing through from main arteries to capillaries each cell saturated mitochondria blazing as the walls are breached with the elixir of you.