Shoots and Vines

Winter You cannot dream of winter happening because it is always there in the background, whatever month it is. Walking along a pier in Augu...

You shake me up to watch my mind fall in flakes, your amusement. No longer content to be the drowned figurine, feet glued to winter scene n...

I Believe in Public Transportation @#$%...@#$&…&$%@! I can’t listen to the music, The sweet flowing music Because of the trains, The...

Crossed Eyes The rivalry blossomed over time, as they became aware of the other's deficiencies. It led to a murder-suicide (which doesn...

MY FATHER’S ADVICE Wear hunter’s camouflage. You don’t want to be one of those people, do you, whose goal in life is simply to stand there a...

The Sun is Dry The sun is dry and streaming through my window that soft oh so warm adulation wanting to drive on forever without destinatio...

The Bell I hear Now There is a Bell That I Hear now Tolling Far off But i Wonder If it Will mark A Transubstantiation Or summon My executio...