Follow lightly, steady steps,on the curving spiral of the path,leading you through the door,down to the unknown.
A Poem In Seven Parts 1. HER HOLE A rabbit hole falls into her. The pocket watch looks at the rabbit and know it’s late. The big hand claps the little hand to see such fun. How will the door enter Alice? Alice says “I am cake. Eat me.” The door takes a bite of her…
