Homecoming
When night descends and chill is in the air I see the lighted windows from the train that takes me …
When night descends and chill is in the air I see the lighted windows from the train that takes me …
Here in this quiet stretch of hallowed ground, the welcome sunrise warms me as I step past granite markers, kneeling …
The nymphs that sing at midnight? Just the breeze. The sprites within the water? Just the sun. The hand …
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and you have scorned me. Now you have to pay for all …
Chotje’s Vision (Eyes of the Aloe) Did you watch a gibbous moon entangled in those starfish eyes of wise …