Memories

i become the rabbit

a micropoem

how do predators taste prey
without opening their mouth?

I Stole Raspberries from the Neighbour’s Garden, and the Next Day My Dog was Dead

A story about…

First Session

…And it was also my last

Tapping into the Nature of Negative Memories

How some things I’d rather forget help keep me on track

Rabbit Holing

Digging into memories can be really tough

Empty Cauldron

Poem

an empty cauldron
simmering
with traces of potion
from yesteryears
 — that’s my mind today!

My Bookshelves, my Life

a poem of precious things

Habits are Subjective When Everything is Bad

I once was a nailbiter, but not today

Tuck Your Face Behind Your Leaving

I’ll still be watching

Nostalgic

A Poem

window panes decorated with raindrops
a reminder of a deluge that graced
my courtyard moments ago…