They hand her flowersas she is leaving the courtroom.
He was pulling tight the comforter,putting on long brown boots and gray-green pants.It made me reach for the coat hanging…
Petals of spring, summer, and autumnswirl around in my soul of wintry seasfilled with…
I don’t have any, not a single photograph of you, except one: you’re lying
The world turns to indigoAs I wake from enigmatic dreams.The curtain rises to a…