"She keeps on screeching out her own bad apple,
hacking it out of a cockatoo mouth and thenit grows into a high-pitched velociraptordiving in for the next attack."
from my poem "Dementia is a Raptor", up at Philosophical Idiot today
More here -
https://www.philosophicalidiot.com/julietcookpoetry2
Published on October 03, 2017 19:10