I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…

The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry

It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing

There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?

Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise

I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there

I was addressed today in the secret silent language that everyone knows; except for me. It was assumed I’d know exactly

My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me

From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…

Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,

Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,