A conduit of dreams  And truths  Wielding words Transforming Connecting  A bridge  To understanding A window into worlds A spark  Igniting c...

We think we must fake it, Take it as it comes, or goes. No need to be anxious about Anxiety. It is best to let it be, Let tension become pre...

Having spun the eyes of carnival creation  into a tapestry of black silk cinema  Mistress Spider squatted  philosophically over The navel of...

Colliding memories  the sad bird who lost its voice living close to crashing waves who could compete I felt my own voice take a turn hurryin...

Sometimes late at night  when I can’t sleep and the glasses are empty I wander down the hallway  past bedrooms  some of them full some of th...

The end of the parade. I stagger outside and puke behind a dumpster. Been a long time since I tasted that awful burn. My best shirt marked w...

  Like being torn apart and eaten alive by a frenzy of sharks I remember being squirted out of my mother but not too well Delivered with del...