• California

    We're at the airport crying
    my family, friends, my nest
    My heart is beating
    like a sacred drum... more »

  • Residue

    What remains in my heart
    from those I've met
    along the way?
    Each person leaves a trail... more »

  • Silent Moon

    Death hangs over us like a silent moon
    following our slightest step
    At times we are tricked into complacency
    by the illusion that we have evaded him... more »