The trees were heavy. The season's change shows one thousand droplets all rolling down filling empty paper cups with the meaning of life. I caught a leaf in my hand like led, engraved with gold it pulled me and tomorrow... Continue Reading →
What rain, today! Beneath your umbrella I count the split-pit-splat in a time indiscernible to you. You, with your rhythm, reading notes over a sheet of white, your elf shaped ears take in music. They look like mine. We age... Continue Reading →
"Apples don't have hearts." In the hours, early hours, you brought this gift to me. My fingers inspected every inch of its red skin, the variegation, the squeak of moisture. Finally, the worm path. "This one has five." said I,... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 