The Kitchen

The ottoman sits, four legged, brown bodied with flowers sewn in pink and gold, green leaves trailing off the edges. I’ve seen it every day, this quarantine.   Next to it, the refrigerator stands silver, tall, certain — more spacious than we could have bet on for a three bedroom in Brooklyn — humanized withContinue reading “The Kitchen”

My Sister and I

A few seconds left of number nine waiting for now… if it comes. Yes, it’s here I rush out of there to my place, where I can be alone- but no, there’s still that raincloud above me whenever I’m there, when the sun sets and the moon glows that dragon is under me. When sunlightContinue reading “My Sister and I”

The Same

I am everything; I am nothing.   You are everything; You are nothing.   So often we forget you and I are the same.   Let the world open it’s front door, back porch, wind blown hair and feel the essence of Being.   Let it be known that all associations and ideas are nothingContinue reading “The Same”

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