Things have been a little unusual lately… or so it would seem, had I not been paying attention and meticulously… Read more Fluid World: Voices
The World and Fantasy
Gathering a poem that spurt out with a gentle strumming of nylon strings, I find myself, leaning against the wall,… Read more The World and Fantasy
Brittle World: Crumbles
loose nuggets of earth on my palm crumble as I clench my fist to punch the sky…. powdered, dry soil… Read more Brittle World: Crumbles
Blue Wood – Tender Howl
What was that word that defeats me like yesternight’s dream? Whisper quietly, a tender tender melody Whisper quietly, yesternight’s will…… Read more Blue Wood – Tender Howl
find me
Who has been hiding under the bed , these lonely nights? I whisper, asking if anyone’s listening but no one… Read more find me
Ecstatic
I have been disciplining my fingers for the longest time to suit your methods. My fingers have been following the… Read more Ecstatic
The Itch
Someone is standing outside the door and listening… I should pretend to be doing something that I am not, to… Read more The Itch
Strange Woman: Summer Spirit
it has been a decade, perhaps more… I lived across the street from a strange woman. She would not be… Read more Strange Woman: Summer Spirit
Thinker’s Hand
I saw a thinking man ciphering the shiver of his thoughtless hands as he walked to here from nowhere… Read more Thinker’s Hand
A Polite Awakening
…as it so happens, tonight has been one such occasion when I (more often than now and then) find myself… Read more A Polite Awakening
