Like A Dream
Poetry

Like A Dream

She could stand there for hours just watching. Days, even years could go by. But she would still return just to see. Had the leaves changed colors? Was the yellow-ribboned tree even there anymore? How many rings would it have now? So many thoughts, so many distractions filled her mind, but not once was she … Continue reading

Coming Of Layers
Poetry

Coming Of Layers

If you had any sense you would know where you are, dripping in the thickness of modge podge. Your fingers would be stuck together by a paste that dries in textures of imagination: Step One. You get lost in the natural juxtaposition of pristine archetypes of flowers on real wood in magazine clippings your father … Continue reading