Straight Down the Line


Barbara Stanwyck is one of my favorite Old Time Movie Actresses. Many aspects of her personality resonate with me. I’m a Tough Woman. Born and Raised in the School of Hard Knocks. Also I tend to be brutally blunt. No filters. Meaning I will tell you exactly how I feel.  Don’t ask me what I think about a subject unless you’re prepared for the brutal honest truth.  Yes I do have a bad temper which I usually keep in check unless you keep pushing that B-Button and the B does not stand for Beautiful.

No Rose Colored Glasses. I run a No Bullshit Zone. If you say or do something I don’t like I will tell you right, quick and in a hurry. I tend to keep people at a distance. I will Close the Door on you and Never Ever Look back.  I’m not the traditional, submissive, milquetoast female.

I’ve been abandoned and betrayed so often that No I don’t trust anyone.  So people either accept how I am or they can Fuck Off. Pick one. I don’t suffer fools gladly.  Keep your Dumbfuckery to yourself.  I stick up for the underdog. Those that society has cast to the side. I can’t stand cruelty to animals, the elderly, disabled or anyone who is unable to fight back.  I don’t like bullies.  I understand weakness. It is not a character flaw. For some it takes a while to rise above the fear. I’ve not been entirely successful but I’m getting there.

My Dad had an expression, “Don’t Mistake kindness for weakness.”  In the Army we had an expression, “Don’t let you mouth write checks that your ass can’t cash.”

Straight. No Chaser.

I’m a Survivalist. My horns are holding up my halo.  My broken halo.

You either Love me or hate me. But always Respect me.












Decorated or Defiled


Decorated or Defiled

An Old Year Happily Discarded

Slate fresh clean Brand New


Last year’s implosion old news

Broken, Battered and Beat Up 2017 has left the building


And We Danced. And We Danced. And We Danced. Until the Dream was over.

What we run away from is what may save us


That being Moxie and Mystery


Tapestry pulled into the murky underbelly of a concussion

Pain, sorrow and death are are bosom buddies  Boon companions following your every step.  I kissed a rose and bled deeply and profusely through the thorns.

Muddy Murdered Mannequins being dragged though slimy red clay

Bashed in heads semi-attached to conflicted torsos. Splattered blood pointillism across the magic carpets

There is a bird inside me pecking out my innards screeching release.




2018 is filled with Amplified Astronomical Moxie



“Absorb what is useful and discard what is useless.” ~ Bruce Lee