Benevolent Mexican Morning
Over my shoulder, the waxing moon smiles, and a ranchera floats its notes from the radio on the fisherman’s boat....
Unlocking the Light
It fits, the key in the dream. I open the cottage door, and Light pours out— Stunned, I stumble back....
In the Shelter of the Night
That night when I was ten, I danced in summer dark outside my grandma’s gazebo. Warm air caressed my skin...
Created by the Dreamers
I can almost cut a hole in the air to open a door, from here into there. I can nearly...
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