• Change

    The soul seasons with
    each passing day
    She is the mistress of her choice
    Telling us how to act and see... more »

  • If You Are The Wind

    If you are the wind
    then I am the earth
    You play with me
    with your flirtatious breezes... more »

  • Smooth Spiders

    Droplets of ink spill onto spectacles
    creating black moths
    that fly towards the light
    of a golden sun... more »