Fragile Pieces
Fragile pieces, time drifts, piecemeal randomness. Holding tightly, thoughts abound. Organized chaos in a thimble of hope. Babbling unconscious words, wanting to let go. If...
A Lease
When I was younger, I always thought this body, was bought and paid for. Paid in full with all its bells and whistles, unique features...
Before My Eyes You Disappear
Before my eyes you disappear, the body, the figure, the outline that defines. A physical presence no more. Will you resurface in a thousand years?...
Shortypman: Words and Photos in paperback
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