Burst*
Coltsfoot and saltpeter go off like fireworks when the mix is right and a spark is applied; the way the …
Monthly Archives: February 2013
Dust To Dust
The sky is parched. The landscape is scorched. Brown and gray hang in the air suspended on shimmering wire. At …
Tinted Images
I remember tinted images yellow and stained in old wooden frames. The glass was scratched and wavy. They sat on …
This Oasis
Do not bruise your knees on the glass of melted desert sand. You can truly walk beyond this valley to …
Not Thinking
I have not been thinking of certain things. Like not watching the news because dead babies and brutalized animals …
Orange
I like the taste of onion, but I want to relish others as well. I want to know what else …
Poetry on the run 