Dear fellow travellers, I see clouds as solid and fluffy I sometimes think we could come to rest on them lie down and take a nap i sleep during the flight because of this

leading the way a fox of fire fiery temper for red riding hood next to little red riding hood papa bear strong and protective a safe way out of the fairy-tale

The red barn sits, used only for storage An old farm truck sit by a gravel hill Wooden corrals are overrun by cattails The tractor’s bucket peeks our by the barn Calves have been replaced by motorbikes Trees have been removed for good Things have changed…

I know this is terribly prosaic, but 1. I’m too tired to pursue another angle and 2. I forgot my second point (see: 1). Every other weekend my sister and I stayed with our grandmother, who lived at the bottom of sloping Lawndale. We took…

Wake up and welcome! Come in to renew. This is a safe place To say what’s important to say. Non-judgemental and empathetic friends, Spend lonely hours of the night Talking, laughing Sharing, caring Painting word pictures, With every key stroke made. Beautifully smart people –…

the new coat of paint helped what did Jessica call it?  tidal wave? its blue, light blue, with a teal accent wall at the entrance Judy is working on putting up sheers in the doorway to blot the light so I don’t get migraines I…

What is this masochistic urge, This strange compulsion to ignore important biorhythms, Walk this jumbled path As if the sacrifice of time and inspiration weren’t enough As if the eyelids of the mind’s eye haven’t closed and given up We stumble on With leaden limbs…

Blinded by the courtesy of a folk She danced together with them. Laughing at their jokes, for all that was actually her. Its time to be parted, for this time, or maybe forever Two-some jerked her right, attracts her eyes, and was left au fait…

the receptionist’s office acknowledging my booking “Welcome home” i would like to say my dream came true next to the elevator was a psychoanalyst’s office i would have liked to knock on his door and lie down on the couch “Thank you” for looking at…

The night is for sleeping. Unless you are an owl on the hunt, Or a bat out for a nighttime flight. The night is for sleeping. Despite the howling winds, And thunder rumbling everywhere. The night is for the sleep. As I scoff at the…