I like New Mexican dreams, thirty years ago i was a child running there. Twenty years ago I was wild running on a Florida beach, but I could see the veil both times and it got thinner as the years... Continue Reading →
You were painted, coyote My dreams see you with Red crimson over your nose Between the eyes and ears You were motionless, coyote Out on the black, on the other side Of a line I've pledged not to cross Until... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock:
Some things are more important than time ... cats are one of them. Welcome to a world of photographed shadows--I invite you to a study of compassion through poetry. It is with gratitude that you might take it with you.