photography by Susa Silvermarie

Pulling Down a Wall

There is a wall I’ve made inside myself I haven’t looked beyond it now for years I feel the stones...

Strange Rain Cabañuelas

When a season changes its rhythm – like a snow in summer, or like this morning, in our dry season’s...

Dreaming What is Next

I am leaning forward, the touch of the next epoch beneath my hand, satiny smooth, golden-red and rounded. I am...

Towhees and Me

Through the screen I see one of the towhee pair mincing and scolding on my outdoor table. Hardly awake I...