Is there something that stitches together broken people with no common history Except that of being lost of free falling…
continuance
Bones now, I imagine, just dust. Carbon Stardust, that is an angel name for sure. Maybe he is an angel…
skipping stones
At the end of the journey a calm descends. Small gifts are acknowledged in of the book of your life.…
Artifactual
prehistoric teeth in the bone, just barely now is the time to hit the floor and paint I tell myself…
Random things I have made in ‘lockdown’ Coronart?
skipping
Skipping, as a baby child of four or five years, tops, on a Naval base in Guam, or maybe some…
I had a father
I had a father, the dream began. Love was passed and squandered round the table in drops and puddles formed…
Medical history
Yesterday before my doctors appointment I made the armatures for four paper tea cups. I used painted watercolor paper and…
Fire fairies
Fire fairies rise in a ring around the volcano’s smoking crater. They dance in a wild frenzied circle. Time and…
Medusa
The serpents Wrathful, writhing, appeared slowly One or two or three at a time In response to extreme provocation. First…
Corpus
I. I raise my body and scrape the leftover oatmeal from my bowl into the aluminum waste bin whose lid…
