There’s a crack in the floor that’s hardly even noticeable, but I can’t tell- Is it getting bigger, or is it shrinking?   What if I step on it? Would it shudder beneath me and swallow me whole? Or will the floor stay intact?   I could simply patch the crack up, but how would ...

Looking in the mirror, what do I see? Am I a product of joy or misery? I am unrecognizable in my age, like a tattered book with wrinkles on each page.   I’ve lived a long life and still don’t quite know- Where is my previous self? Where did she go? Is she staying inside, ...

I walk through a room that leads to another. The loop continues room by room until I am lost. The rooms stretch endlessly, each one different from the last, or maybe identical to the one before it. Some are empty; others are filled with spiraling staircases- Optical illusions that strain my eyes and leave me ...

Trees and grass, the Bay mare’s protection One spring night.   Breathing heavily – No wind, No threat in sight.   Her colt lies beside her, Touching noses.

Fall colors come late, Orange cat in the window, My heart yields to change

I have seen the skulls Laughing as tears Ran like beads of wax.   Backed up against a cracked mirror, Images of the aurous haired child Stares at me holding a withered Bouquet of violets and dandelions.   Take them small outstretched hands say, The taste of rotting memories Nails its way between us, Our tongues ...