Familiar face I rise to greet her " I lost my sister last week " the hostess leads her to her table.

There are 13 poems hidden under cuticle follicle inscribed in arterial articulation synaptic symphonies silent 13 poems who...

flight reminds me not to trust my eyes not to allow myself the luxury of thinking the sun-touched backside of clouds could...

I have taken for granted the able functions of my body. Now that I hurt a lot of the time, I am envious of the times when I did not hurt,...

I never understood the Hatfields and McCoys. Generations of family members killing one another over a long lost honor or pride. I...

Smoke signals Relay station sky Line busy

Stack 'em high! Old growth made pallet Birthday pyre

Vipassana exhale cinder inhale the morning dew Wake up scared. Crying but without tears. For just a moment, the images on the news last...