I march bravely into the unknown. The silent room slowly awakens. Gentle go the lights. The teacher’s words draw my eyes. A quick reverie amidst the sounds of squeaking sneakers and slamming lockers. tapping the window sharply robin interrupts wisps of fluffy clouds One-by-one the…

If you need a friend one who is genuine look no further for her name is Mewra She will show up dancing with a smile She loves to sing in the wild Her hair looks like a butterfly Her dreams are big as the sky…

DogSpeak #4 Scratch and Sniff You’re thinking I’m Houdini, right? Maybe Houndini, ok groan. It’s instinct, at least I think it is. You scratch my ear, and please do and often; I tilt my head, my eyes glass over, and I moan that same moan…

It’s summer now but I’ll tell you about Spring Spring that rambunctious little elf thought it should flounce around and act like summer. Boiling hot Wind whipping breezes that Knock you sideways people with blistering faces and stirred up mad. I was glad when summer…

Not my wish to be here, guess what? Here I am without my intention so I crave for where I left to be here. If coming is for me to choose, I doubt If I’d be around here. I’m here already, what is done can’t…

the end of my twenties looms ahead like a finely carved clock another upright tower chiming with certain destruction and liberation I blink twice and suddenly I am running late my relationship with time remains complicated despite my efforts to change I still bite off more…

Old, broken, and dilapidated. Once upon a time, producing beautiful music. Now just a run down memory of a past time. A time long lost and forgotten. Barely a glimpse of better times. Left behind to rot away to nothing. All alone.

  Have you seen John Cazale’s Wyoming, a play about a scandal that would presage the rest of the 20th and, thus far, most of the 21st century’s preoccupation with raping the land for greed? We have a minute before the show starts, and need…

Forest Piano I hear a haunting melody In the forest moving from tree to tree Winter, Summer, Spring or Fall, This song is not so strange at all It plays in nature’s harmony A piano tune just flying free   I hope someday to find…

I felt it when I met you. I’ve known you for a hundred years. With any luck or grace, I’ll know you for a hundred more. Whatever time and space are, I’m just glad I found you here. Timeless is our treasure. And timing is…