Tzaras Hat.

Happiness is New York.
Heels, Jewelry, Sparkles.
Young and Wild
The world at her fingertips.

All began with a name.
Brand, Black Tie, Lights.
Forever or Never
Let go of her fears, Free.

It turned heads like,
Purple, America, Skyline.

Prose Poem: It Gives You Wings

So delicious and sweet, we cannot contain ourselves.
Pulling up to the window and placing our order we see you on the top shelf.
You are an addiction of ours, something we cant live without it seems.
We watch and marvel at the way your made, all the flavors and different creams.
Seeing you bubble and foam over the cup, our mouths water endlessly.
As we hand over our money we don't care how expensive you are, having you is like destiny.
Getting that first sip of you is oh so satisfying.
Its a fact, you are definitely worth buying.
32 ounces are pure sweetness, drinking until we are full
Yes, we must admit we are addicted to you, my sweet, sweet red bull.

"A Blessing" Imitation

Getting off the freeway, 2 miles until the Monroe Reptile Zoo. 

I am filled with joy and excitement

As I walk through the door I see the snakes in the back. 

I run right to them. 

They are glorious, the way they slither about

With no sudden movements.

I love to just watch them, how beautiful they can be. 

They've always been mesmerizing to me.

I really want to take one out of its cage and hold it. 

I cannot wait.

One slithers on a branch next to its little friend. 

Have they always been friends? I wonder..

Then I grab one

I can feel the tiny scales run across my fingers.

The snake looks happy, calm, and unphased by my grasp. 

I wonder what its thinking. 

Is it comfortable?

The snake is spotted

Its tail is narrow with a rattle.

I still cant help but wonder

It is at least happy? Where is its home..

But then I realize

It is out of harms way and it is safe here with me

This snake is mine