Welcome to Pocketful of Venom. I’ve been making attempts at writing here for a few years now – the style is new but the face is the same, so you know, lay your money down and what-not. This shit is still true: I believe in wit and sardonic humor as catharsis. Writing is a healthier expressive way to unleash whatever furies one may have, rather than actually going through life yelling at (or being passive-agressive with) others. Love is love; we only have our connection with each other, and my favorite moments usually have involved a $10 bottle of wine or a vat of guacamole shared with a kitchen full of friends. I cook. I do my best to be a loving and devoted wife. I wore a beehive (and drank a lot) in my 20’s, got my heart broken (and drank a lot) in my 30’s, and played roller derby and quit drinking in my 40’s. At 50, I will dance on tables and make magic wherever I go. There will be laughing, crying, and everything in between.
You can find my poetry on Instagram @blackbirdwyrd – please check it out if you are so inclined. Thanks for reading!