Mitzi Danielson-Kaslik

I opened my eyes.

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

i awoke stiffly

How could I make myself a lover?

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

How could I ever escape?

A Place we can all call Home

A public service announcement

For you, my Love, I would wake up

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

Until I turn 18

Welcome to the Hotel California