When I was young, I dove into the seaAnd swiftly learned which one of us was strong:As rolling, breaking waves took hold of meAnd…
I feel a bit like my fridge todayOut of juice
A Day Seared in Memory
outdoor market line
little sparrows chat with me
my mask hides a smile
but all I was doing was sitting in the grasswatching the river flowso how could I know of the cities and towns- what passes for life in them