I Am Not a Meme

I am a mother An Autism mother I browse the forays of Facebook Forgetting the lakes of purples and blues Decorating my limbs in myriad hues Pools of rage and emotional instability Because my Autistic son has the demonic ability To inflict hurt. I cringe at the memes. Why am I not more like them?Continue reading “I Am Not a Meme”

Don't Call Me Baby

Hey you With your misogynist mouth And your sexist salubrious sarcasm Call me sassy Call me badass Call me spunky Call me gutsy But DON’T call me baby! Hey you With your miniscule dick on fire and your brain in your balls Call me fearless Call me feisty Call me brave Call me powerful ButContinue reading “Don't Call Me Baby”

Debbie

My heart goes out to these women who sell their bodies for whatever reason, be it for food, rent, drugs, drink. I used to live in the middle of town and would often encounter them. One of my neighbours was a prostitute. This poem was inspired the women and also a character in ‘I, DanielContinue reading “Debbie”

Downtrodden

I write for the downtrodden For those who haven’t found their place in this eat you up and spit you out cut throat world I write for those who need a helping hand to crawl out of their pit of ‘you are shit’ Where misfortune throws the meek, the weak, the ‘I can’t cope’ TheContinue reading “Downtrodden”

Cyberbully

Last week my son was accused of cyberbullying because he fought back against a boy who had been mean to him for a few weeks, calling him a dumbass and stupid. My son retaliated for a change and it got him into trouble! It prompted me to write this little poem… Cyberbully I see you,Continue reading “Cyberbully”