How do you eat your mouth my son asks at breakfastNot sure but sometimes I do…
Season of magical darkness
Silent the snow fallsWeightlessFeathers from heaven’s storeroomGentlest of kisses Upon…
This restaurant is empty inAn empty city duringOff hours andOff seasonIt’s cold outsideYou can hear the ocean.
Midnight of the first snow — cold, and the windSurges tight, hard against newly bared trees, The…