  New Poems.....they are part of that series I've been working on.......please tell me what you think Marilyn You passed just fine you had six toes well hidden in 4 inch stilettos of course she suspected you were a witch She had nothing to defend peroxide blondes who spill out of dresses like molasses dont get to mourn gracefully they live like fortune tellers trapped in the sadness of inevitable futures casting spells on everyone but themselves 
