Écrire ou La Recherche de La Légitimité

J’ai mal au ventre, ma gorge est serrée, une certaine appréhension. J’avais rendez-vous…

Hit the Right Note and Sing Along

Poem

Our Rippled Edges

Sink these
toes into sand. Curl 
against the dunes, pillowing 
expanses that blanket,
wrap, fold after soaking in
the sun of…

The Utter Aching of Youth

I think about disappearing a lot
but where would I go?
Yesterday, I watched the setting sun
bleed into the clouds…

Breath of Fire

Stillness in action.

The Genius Eye

We were walking by the lake, eyes lost in the sky and contemplating the spectacular view, and yet decide to sit and observe the…

Fantasies of Tomorrow, Illusions of Today

A Poem