…at your service, your Majesty. A million smiles to your one. Actually, the millions have forgotten all reasons to smile.… Read more Out of Petals; Blown out of Measure?
What mysterious paradigms of love keep me going back to these people I call home, I do not understand. Simple… Read more Home is a pretty pretty bird
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What lies before me is not the promise of poetry. Hands forming words with a precision my trembling fingers never… Read more The Bee has Left the Flower
“How can I help you?…”, he says, clears his throat, and adds, with a pause long enough to communicate the… Read more The Man Who Got his Fix
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The insides were warm with familiarity of the most profane kind. Going outside never seemed right. Going outside never felt… Read more Storm Dancer