Earth is water spelled sideways, in a way… The way of poets. Being water encased in a mesh of flesh. Our minds sometimes a mess of less, less, less, lessons learned from watered down hag- splashing pointlessness. Her face without a trace of truth. Hags…

My husband is the image of God And what I was taught God was to me His Love unconditional Everlasting His Mercy and Grace abounds And is profound Yes my husband has done some things That has caused me pain, tear, and heartache And even…

“You egotistical bastard, this ain’t about you.” “Of course it’s not, it’s always about you. You selfish bitch.” Two daughters, stood off to the side Twins Hiding in the darkness Listening to their parents fight once again “Wanna play a game?” The first twin asked…

Hour Three- she soaked her dreams, yearnings, anxieties, and hunger in the aroma of mulberry paper- her favorite among other aromas spicy, torrid, arid, humid and provocative.   her unbounded spirit and hunger savor cactuses, orchids and ambrosia- between mythical pauses: her spiritual cauldron persists…

Old man, cane in his right hand, Old woman, cane in her left. Leaving church, sharing prayers, turn to look at each other, a smile on their lips, laughter in their eyes, their free hands joined in the middle, bridging their hearts across years of…

“Immovable by storm Firm as a mountain Composed in praise or blame Union of strength and tenderness..” Seema Sahoo ©