Go for Broke
Time is on our hands. Motionless it hangs like a joke next to the boat we thought was moving. Our...
Spirit Evolution
Four wings, I feel them on my back, butterfly wings, fluttering up and down in a figure eight. Invisible as...
Thank the Stars
Thank the stars now setting in predawn’s silent beauty. As the lakeshore yields to water we humans, too, unstiffen. In...
Applause
I cannot rattle off her name, and so I look at her more deeply, her elegant self as innocent of...
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