Wash Wash The glass sparkles, laying molecules On a tight rope in a pebble garden We seek knowledge in this den Full of ficus trees and Persian carpets Patterns hidden beneath the guests At my October tea party. The full... Continue Reading →
There is something about a red leaf Encased in glass that tries to be everything that fall is. Can this one image capture the smell? Capture the taste? Capture the air's crisp bite on your nose? If you could roll... Continue Reading →
