Poems from Annette M Velasquez
They are thoroughly domesticated-
and some unfortunates
are driven to the point of cowering.
They will gladly beg
for a bone
and to receive...
This magical bee-
doesn't sting
it is soothing, pacific
and lights upon my eyes
with fuzzy feet
turning my tears to honey
thus sweetening...
I am like a student
who is kept after school
but I must stay
for a lifetime.
And I am sentenced
to write
on the dusty chalkboard
that is my...
Her name is Jasmine, the former femme fatale
who, only ten years ago
was said to resemble
Rita Hayworth in her prime.
But now her youthful...
Is freedom merely illusion
like a mirage, so real, so clear?
Do I struggle in vain to reach it,
just to watch it disappear?
An elusive,...