Fishblood
Undercovered, veiled encrypted you – your words are braille on skin. I’m puppeteered at night, strained in strings with bedsheets as from skin, veiled in hair I’m scissored curved a […]
Monthly Archives: July 2016
After a summer shower
I miss you less in thunder than its absence in the way peonies bend when afterwards the summer rain is left in leaves,in grass. It’s hard to carry memories, acceptance […]
Diplomacy
With passion you might argue yes or no or claim the world is either black or white. With voices raised we’re screaming “I am right” and we forget the “why” […]
Behind the blue door
With afternoon-warmth of cobblestones penetrating my soles I searched through the alleys of Mykonos. “A blue door with a lemon tree inside”, She’d said, that night of past still vivid […]
Before is after
This is before or after whichever you like best or maybe it’s that precise moment when the umbilical cord was cut, for some it was before, for a mother it […]
