Sundoggy   Fuzzy blue arms fling past my face whipping wildly in the wind.   With tail wagging, she drops her blue baby in my lap as if presenting me with the Hope Diamond, and stares eagerly into my eyes, seeking their approval.   I…

From a sewer they came multicolored and large fins flapping, bodies waving sharp teeth bared Chewing air, they fly to me, I’m afraid Big googly eyes stare, unwavering bodies undulating I turn, I am running pursuit begins Fins flapping teeth gnashing Me, running more coming…

Pilgrim’s dream Sleep, you are unvanquishable, The eternal shadow of a jaded sun; How long a voyager can you be? The free fledgling will return to its abode To refill with hope the unwanted vacation: You are the Morpheus The single actor on the stage…

the light wind blows through my hair the sunset in the background is all I see until you call my name as if breaking from a trance I have been in all my life I see you at last and though I want to ask…

It’s been a long time since I’ve managed to blink for fear that I’ll miss something important I wanted to know the truth of all creation and I’ve regretted it ever since

I want to be in the sun with cocktails and you, but I’m swimming in work with no end. I’m plotting escape while battling sharks, Managing breaths that must last. you lips are too far away in the surf, safe while I toil away. your…

I am the feather strokes of sage Brushing against my palm The desert sand shifting underfoot I am the inhale that breaths the world The intoxicating aroma of memory Past and present alive in the same moment I am the pressure that becomes a whisper…

Sense Senses Portal to the present The texture of presence Where invisible and external Meet and commune Indivisibly twining stimuli and feeling The origin and engine Of all you perceive as you In every moment Beckoning you to be A kaleidoscope of sensation A tapestry…

i struggle to count the stars in the sky because it hurts to lie on my back the earth does not welcome my spine nostrils inhale soft dirt intoxicating the newness of it potential possibility fingernails grasp at the permanence forehead pressed firm into the…

It’s scary in here. In this vessel I can’t move, can’t breathe. I’m hyperventilating. I can hear the sound but can’t feel the air.   Theres someone behind the curtain. Off to my right. There’s someone else, or maybe the same thing, at the foot…