Contrival

Yet everyone feels like one Some of the time

The rapid needle of rain. A steady hammering shrink.   Rain that falls like elegant tear trails. Yes the head back abandon of ra...

I woke up early today and got the coffee on for our guest. She was already up, rummaging ready, for her waiting train. I began to fant...

What remains is a voice that was always there. A nothing that needs not a filling or stilted explanation.   Less thinking, mind sink...

Two of the subjects that have been cart wheeling and percolating through me over the past few months - Grief and Play - Combined beautifu...