bone dreams
if i could think dog thoughts and understand their woofy barks would my world...
paradigm lost?
all those words which you’ve heard piled high like stones have weight, have power...
as we always do
a story is just a story which ends as it begins as it must...
i feel myself (there)
i feel myself (there between each heartbeat and deep intake of breath) just before...
befri(ended)
i have no idea what you see from your shuttered balcony and truth be...
corporate frankenstein (thank you, walmart)
i wonder what kind of mind would conceive an idea for robo-bees (or pollination...
hand and stone
if i were to throw some stone into a little known pond would those...
cut flowers
if we cut all flowers would others one day bloom, or would future springs...