from the collection of: d. heidel I like coffee cups. The woman (rest her soul) who used to live here collected salt and pepper shakers. We walked into the house on the first day that it was ours – empty,... Continue Reading →
The world will forget these children.
...there is the conversation...given in the language of chemical exchanges...
But there in the dark of a BBC recording was only a young man's madness.
...the pattern of the grain flows with divergent needs, some cells expanding slightly, others contracting.
Leaves 