In the Afterlife
In the afterlife, we release our tired leaves so they may gracefully dissolve into dust, for love is no longer a sacrifice. In the...
No. 14
In your arms, I am surrounded by sunlight's warmth like a springtime bloom. #Poetry #Haiku
No. 22
With your hand in mine, I could wander all my days and never be lost. #Poetry #Haiku
A Dadaist Retelling: Aesop’s The Lion, the Hound, and the Fox
being immediately moment roaming away rounded was chased Fox, There HOUND, game, coward running HOUND chase, quarry. short, fled. “Ho!...
No. 15
The bird knew she did not belong to the trees, but to the wind. So the tree held her feathery body as she wept in the moon’s ashen glow....