The Cosmic Word Laboratory

There is a wall next to me. It grows.  It crumbles.  Tendrils of green find their way through the gaps,  Hope's Breath blooms.  ...

So, this what it feels like.  Not every day, But in the slick-sweat stickiness of this moment Or that.  You dare to peek in the keyho...

I don't always carry my load in this community of humans. I can't. My grip falters. I fall over my laces. I lose a shoe. Someho...

Movement in the barnyard Under that storm-green sky Oblivious To anything but the grass Anything but the grain Are we playing Hide and...

Your blotchy skin is mine. So is your small form curled against me for a lullaby. "I wonder when..." You have my heart of stro...

It was late.  It was night. I glided on a car made of skateboard wheels and twine.  Street lights twinkle like faraway stars, But the ro...

When she comes back--     into the world, red and slick, re-     incarnated she will not wait-- She will squall without the spank--    ...