Naturally

Regarding me over bins of oatmeal and millet, not comprehending choices – where is the plain, brown, recognizable?   Offer of assistance precipitates wonder: Do I work there? Perhaps, and one never knows another’s motives, What qualifies me to answer?...

volcanic rock

I find I’m looking for fear with a background trembling in anticipation of its discovery. Why does my mind willfully seek out that which engenders this shaky unrest?   My body yearns to move while thoughts, suspended in space, inspire little if not lethargy....

New Year

The world hinges on a moment, an hour when this concept of calendar brought into fashion by Julius Caesar seeking convenience amidst conquering, becomes the standard on which we pin hopes, dreams, intentions.   Pick a time in space, like the biblical god of...