How morning pages work

Ok ok okMorning pageTeaThe heat is on. The hot water flickers through the pipesThe cat snores on her fake fur … More

Quilts are Art.

There. I said it. I will not argue, or defend. You may have a different opinion. That is your perogative. … More

continuance

Bones now, I imagine, just dust. Carbon Stardust, that is an angel name for sure. Maybe he is an angel … More

skipping stones

At the end of the journey a calm descends. Small gifts are acknowledged in of the book of your life. … More

Random things I have made in ‘lockdown’ Coronart?

I had a father

I had a father, the dream began. Love was passed and squandered round the table in drops and puddles formed … More

Fire fairies

Fire fairies rise in a ring around the volcano’s smoking crater. They dance in a wild frenzied circle. Time and … More

Medusa

The serpents Wrathful, writhing, appeared slowly One or two or three at a time In response to extreme provocation. First … More

Corpus

I. I raise my body and scrape the leftover oatmeal from my bowl into the aluminum waste bin whose lid … More

Poem for our history

Is there something that stitches together broken people with no common history Except that of being lost of free falling … More