Oh! God

Isn’t That Strange

I can’t explain where the memory came from. It was vague, but refused to leave me alone. Does that ever happen to you? Unknown events triggering something from the past?

Still Powerless

After All These Years

Mayhem

Why do we trust mirrors?
They lie and break into pieces.
Look at the skies .
They’ll show you…

January 1982

She stands in the midst 
of thorny flowers,
eyes open on my face, 
reading the stormy seas 
etched in her memory: 
poised, doe-like…