a short, untitled poem I wrote in 2008
With a single dusty tear she tears out the heart of the god of despair and changes the world.
Month: April 2010
Cloud Bursting 5
Reflections of reflections. Look carefully, you may even see me in there.
Twirling: A Mostly True Story
The bar: modern day’s answer to a philosophical need. Plans are plotted, relationships dissected, futures thwarted, pasts forgotten, and friends made, met, or lost. There’s […]
Cloud Bursting 4
A re-examination of yesterday’s swirling cloud formations.
The Smiling Clockwork Thing
The thing is made of gears and springs and cogs and things. It stands like a man, it shakes hands like a man, but it […]
Cloud Bursting 2
Sometimes, it’s not about the color, but the extraction of color.