Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

In the land of Gods and monsters, I was an angel, living in the garden of evil.

Are you, are you, coming to the tree?

Until I turn 18

Thank you, for my heart has now found my true love

For you, my Love, I would wake up

A public service announcement

A Place we can all call Home

How could I ever escape?

And if I was ever to become An Artist, It would be a lifetime well spent

How could I make myself a lover?

i awoke stiffly

Then, as I pulled the plug, it too ran down into the drain into the gutter like a watery crimson river.