Cloud FishingHe cast his line into the air, not to watch it fall into the sea, but to see it taken by the sky’s call.Mar 10Mar 10
Power and AlienationThe hollow man thought he had power over everything, a snap of the fingers was the sound of a king.Mar 6Mar 6
The Long DryThe grass has died off, the green braid now has been scythed by summer’s blade.Feb 3Feb 3
January 26We used to call it the dead heart as if nothing grew there, as if nothing had ever grown there, as if it was bareJan 27Jan 27
ShadeHe sat on a park bench, an oak tree stood nearby, its long arms extended to him a rustling sigh.Jan 10Jan 10
