Forgetting the memories As the love fades If ‘ther’ is life, ‘ther’ is death We have lived in between Flowers grow and wither away As the season change Hope I could say do not let me go I will live with whatever I have of…

Rolls Royce  soon I will have a ride in you this is true 

I can’t seem to quench my desire for you The knowledge of you I thirst for your every word I hunger for you The very source of your substance It calms my desire for you But I can’t help it No matter what I say…

psilocybin chanterelles  time is more than standing still it’s lying on its back staring at the stars button : champignon : portobello : baby-bella : Swiss brown : Roman brown : chestnut Ryan keeps saying words like a broken but beautiful song oyster : Shiitake…

Brushing my hair at five was no easy task Dads arms were as soft as non laboring hands pulling and twisting my head and neck to stay straight A straight part meant everything It’s too soft to stay styled so we gotta do this spook…

Saltines! The only crackers ever anywhere in the 1960s, when women wore skirts and children didn’t matter. Well, at least I didn’t matter – or so I was told. (ouch!) Saltines with squares of American cheese! And then came Velveeta… that liquid gold when mixed…

All night long in lamentations she walks the murky water’s edge it seems she’s lost her precious babies, she desperately reaches down to dredge the cold and black abysmal waters of the swamp that took their lives she wails and howls for all to hear…

Journal Entry 247 I came across a legend, They looked to be like toadstools Homes for fae the size of shoes Too large to be normal mushrooms. My colleague saved me from disaster, Had I given in my toes would shatter For these were hard…

This is a story about two sisters One fits society’s standards Another not as much Their names vary But they always rhyme One who questions everything Not how they want them One who simply obeys with a smile Exactly how they want them A story…

Jagged beauties! The art of earth and stars made real! Molten crust breathed into sandy caves cools with infinite adagio. Slow and silent. Motionless, if you please, deep beneath the roots of fungi, trees, and dinosaurs, molecules align like soldiers on a quest for perfection….