Barren boughs arch upward like broken puppet arms askew and akimbo on invisible tangled strings while leafless gnarled finger branches give the shadow shape against the hoary winter skein and the black lined horizon The wind blows, swirling up white snow, puff tornadoes dancing along…

MOSSY DEATH There’s a cemetery few have seen; it hides its dead, in the forest. No visitors allowed. Reads the sign.   Apparently when death arrived, no one cared. Piled on top of one another, some do lie, for eternity.   Death cars, you heard me…

They turn their head the other way look back again to see her play Where is she? Where did she go? They turn their head for a moment nowhere to show! They screamed her name time and time again! No where to find her A…

Round up your GMO With smoke and mirrors. Un-natural nature enables Chemical toxins to enter the food chain. Normalizing cancers and disorders Exploiting the exploitable Corrupting the corruptible Monopolizing the conversation Sickening and weakening Nature evolves slower Than corporations make money.  

Can you hear that?? The mailbox was talking, What is going on? The gas in my car Got mad and started walking. Knock! Knock! I heard at the door, What a sight before fuchsia eyes! I can’t take this anymore. A big black tree smiled…

Everything happen in a blur First, I saw a tiger walking towards me, with his buff upper body, strode through that alley I should have mentioned his face first – it was a fierce and angry looking face Probably because he was forced to wear…

they’re all holding, or standing near, a glass or decanter of wine, and wearing the clothes I fluff, fold and space on a daily basis. Oh, ETFs! (Evil-to-folds), How much consternation you bring. My Goodfellow associate glides by, a silk quilt over her shoulder like…

Watching my goldfish, I wonder about his natural habitat imagine his gold tail swishing in crystal clear water, mouth opening and closing on exotic cuisine not flakes of brown, orange and green. They say a goldfish has a 30 second attention span. Terrifying idea, that….

I took my kids to the beach to collect sea glass greens and blues from glass tossed into the ocean then tossed about in the ocean before being tossed up by the ocean onto the sand broken, yet beloved edges softened, touchable kissable resurrecting in…