About That...

I am sitting on a heavy brown beach chair, my feet propped up on the stone wall in front of me. A white translucent bag sits on my lap, and ...

Red stretches around me, my fingers dig into the fine sand. I am held by stone and mud, a part of the silent forest.  The horizon e...

What Once was Math Class Grey lighting,  Too hot or too cold. Boredom almost killing,  Slumping in uncomfortable chairs,  Away ...

Forest Trying hard to picture a day Bright and warm Less windy than today. In a place where the grass is long And fine and bril...

The wind was loud, The cannon hot, The first ship, Ranger Blackbeard got. The wind blew fast across the sea, The Jane pulled up beside....

In the middle of the night      And my pillows have vanished You are there,      Having pushed my other pillows off the bed. If I am sit...

Vinka is blooming Loud among the emerald leaves Deep shadows beneath Grapefruit with a bruise It has no seeds inside it No hope of new grow...