1000 Stone Cut Steps
One morning cutting peppers, you spoke with gestures. Dancer’s hands, bend, twist, pale Irish skin. You see as mystics see. Mystics who...
A 100% Smile
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Personal Orientation
While being human can feel like sleepwalking, nothing needs grounding here: late summer sun, heat, still lake. Muffled voices waft across...
Click
Click. She flipped the switch, turning off the overhead light. A soft glow spread into the room from the light over the kitchen stove....
Wasteland
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Pain is a Shape Shifter
Shape Shifter As the swirling shroud hovers over my legs its color changes from an opaque curtain of grey to a sheet of tomato red...
The Color of Death
What is the color of death? In the West many say black, Some in the East say white. Devout Muslims enshroud the dead In white cotton or...
Haphaestus
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