Random beginnings: “a red rose / and infinite eyes…”
a red rose and infinite eyes but what does that make you? a vampire or a victim? he tries to help the willing but too often he only mourn the […]
a red rose and infinite eyes but what does that make you? a vampire or a victim? he tries to help the willing but too often he only mourn the […]
i can see the stars from my bed feel the caress of the sky on my toes as the air cools and presses me deeper into the mattress a tree […]
there is something to be said about a heart on the beach the sand as smooth as clouds at sunset is it a wonder from the deep is it a […]
They used to go upstairs together on tiptoe, each with a candle, and on the third landing exchange reluctant goodnights. They used to kiss. He remembered well her eyes, the […]
I’ve hit the point where I lose track of myself. It comes on subtly, but I don’t recognize it until too late. Like an American Werewolf transforming at the full […]
It’s 7:57 and already relatively warm. Warm. Dry. Breezy. There is an energy in the air. Grandma Jean would probably call it “earthquake” weather. Sirens now. And Bob Dylan. And […]
I was sitting on my porch smoking a cigar when the world ended. Not my world, but yours. Mine began later. I didn’t smoke often – only a small Punch […]
I do things too fast I do things too slow I do not do them just right I am not Goldilocks My life is a still life An unmoving photograph […]