The Color of Night by Jeri Thompson

The Color of Night Behind the closed doors of my childhood I have lived my life. In my room, a separate Compartment of safety and solitude From a stormy combination of chemicals, A bubbling brew called “father.” Struggling against the Continue reading The Color of Night by Jeri Thompson

Words to romance me by Jeri Thompson

Words to romance me by There are certain words That illicit a tingle in the pants. Everyone has their tastes Mine are simple. He says “I’m horny” and I am there. No matter the hour on the face of the Continue reading Words to romance me by Jeri Thompson

Cerebellum by Jeri Thompson

Cerebellum This envelope of skin Contains the ocean’s whisper, the heaven’s bang. In its wisdom or fate The tides and winds scream A Santa Ana winds-of-hell dance Through the canyons of my tenuous cells. The universe of my cortex plots Continue reading Cerebellum by Jeri Thompson