Erica Francis (January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)
Biography of Erica Francis
She writes for pleasure, not for punctuation.
Erica Francis Poems
It is true: My husband has never taken out
This is not a poem about passion this is not a poem about love
In All Honesty
In all honesty today has been something out of the ordinary.
For a woman like me it is improper to act such things.
Whore Wearing Knickers
She strutted about in her knickers yelling maledictions at the passers-by not caring who would be offended by such a crude inturpretation
Blank Verse #1
Your eyes are the colour of water but it is completely frozen over and there is no way into your vision unless I somehow warm you up first
This is my application I plan to dazzle I plan to inspire
Put On A Happy Face
I'm happy for you my dear I put on my happy face
Kind Paris under my feet. The clack of heels
Kya Yeh Galat Hai?
I love you. I love you with all my heart. I will be your bride. What is your name?
A Pirates Tale (Not A Very Good Poem.)
Yo ho, me hearties A pirate be I. I swabbin' the deck
Mother May I
Mother may I throw food around because I am contrary as an infant?
For The Love Of
For the love of my shoe collection, this woman has heels
There is a place that only we know Where beauty is skewed Where dew is salty From our skin
From The Desk Of (03)
From the desk of
a dear man's muse:
If you leave the house
and your'e not wearing
everyone will notice
but only you