I walked past a young man who was standing on the sidewalk, waiting to be picked up by a friend or an Uber or something. I am guessing that's what he was doing, anyway. He was just standing there off to one side on the sidewalk, bag on the ground next to him, with a... Continue Reading →
What has one got in an ember Without a flame, one cannot see Foreboding winds fill November But it is not a winter freeze Why should I, in fear, abate The breeze inside, not yet a gust The twilight sky will my heart sate Not simply an impending dusk So I free my... Continue Reading →
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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