Pale Blue Dot

The hierarchy of round things roots in eyes Held close, so close that blinking heaves a gale; Therefrom to lips and hips and on…

Hungered Echo

It takes me with its bony hand Clamped over the exaggerated Throb at my wrists To days of sandaled feet scuffing Over-exposed laterite to…

Never Enough

Here comes the school supply list by pages. Crash! That’s 3 bikes needing new parts. Time for the well check, don’t forget the copay….