early morning mist, the station shrouded in gray as we wait for a train. she clutches her ... CONTINUED
About Michael Guerin
puzzled
i. start with the corners. edged pieces come next, until the void gets framed. then the ... CONTINUED
Down Time
It’s been six months since a transfer to Seoul, and I’m drowning in a sea of civility. When ... CONTINUED
a farewell, from arles
on the platform a cold breeze blows between us, raven hair obscuring your face. tourists ... CONTINUED
daffodils
march's pewter clouds scurry and flit over fields laid bare from winter's cold. on the porch, ... CONTINUED
shades of blue
they say silence is golden. but fixed on the shore beneath a blank canvas of soft gray ... CONTINUED
midnight reveries
beneath my bare body, cool grass tickles my skin. surrounded by evening primrose and its ... CONTINUED
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