She’s had her school bag but her future is belated I felt shocked and disorganized. “Murdered by her Preceptor” It sounded like a reckoning in my ear North, south, west, east, there and here. I couldn’t shut my eyes to this head-scratching   I sat…

i imagine the sunset as a blanket thrown over the earth floating down upon it slowly enveloping the world in darkness nothing can escape the coziness of the night time covers being pulled up to our chins and the cool air of the wind gently…

Kettles boiling Art speaking Lilacs blooming Electric shocking Ice cream dreams Dancing butterflies Oceans swaying Sycamore trees talking Clouds floating Oranges full of scent Poppies blossoming Everything as it should be

I repeat the stories. The ones I remember, The ones I’ve heard. The ones that make me Who I am. And with each telling, Memories scatter. Fracture. Settle into unexpected, Unexplained places. Transposing names, Faces, Experiences. Until my world is New again.

Kaleidoscopic Tinker Toys, Lincoln Logs, Kaleidoscopes, and Legos, Bristle Blocks, Yo-Yos, Tea Sets, and baby dolls, Fisher Price phones, Barbie dolls, transformers, and GI Joes, Polly Pockets, Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots, Easy Bake ovens, and Simons, Lite Brites, Cabbage Patch Kids, Shrinkydinks, and Play-Doh,…

Because I love shrimp my pinkness poignant adds to the pigment of my feathers. Because I love Florida, am the national bird of The Bahamas I bathe in warm bodies of water. Because my name is a mix of Spanish, Portuguese and Germanic suffixes I’m…

What was that – So dark that The sunshine can’t outshine it? He wanted to smile, but it was as hot as hell inside. So, he stayed outside thinking it was inside, under the air condition. Yes, no condition is permanent. He wasn’t insane But…

the homes of the water a wonderful face never known to be my place But they celebrate memories of times in the pines and tree branch fishing and sugar from rusty times More laughter than I can the shuttlecock lost again no Muskoka chair here…

10 4 I have a visual. So check it out rookie, I’m gonna pull over this mexican and . . . Well . . . He is not going to have insurance most likely. I want you to take lead. Here is a chance to…

Kaleidoscope.   Memories melt into colors and Pour into this wound hungry for life. To heal is to sew the mouth of a Wide country [wound] and come to Terms with living with the scar. I let the blood parasite eat from My core of…