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with a drip-drop honey voice off clear bells: a baby born in green morning dew warm milk-coffee..

Searching in the void that does not look like us searching in the void in the galaxy in the void ..

ghosts of blue hands pressed onto fogged glass windows bubble-gum smell from the ventilator ..

Right now the play is just one scene (I'm thinking of ways of expanding it).

An allegory of the story of Adam and Eve.

The beginning years of elementary school were a torrent of confusion and uncertainty. I was teetering on the edge of..

You showed up at the door during the maelstrom, disheveled and doe-eyed, your ash brown hair matted against your fo..

Sitting here: I think about us, us with all our negatives and positives, changes and ..

Sultry summer night, stars to scared by darkness, I stroll into “Fortune Reader & Chakra Cleanser&r..

The Therapist says if I want to be crazy, that’s my own choice, it’s all about willpower, not medicat..