

The Visitor
Sorry, you can’t hang your hat here. So please, hold on to your headwear.

Head, Shoulders, Knees, Toes
Two distant planets A chimney of cozy air An open coin purse Oxen at the yoke A perch for cuddly...

Triptych
I glanced across the road at my reflection. the way she looked hazy, i doubted she was real. swathed in...