Folding Laundry on a Summer Evening By Laura K. Deal Whose socks these are I think I know. Their mates went missing long ago. They’re lost, behind the couch or bed, Read More »
Poetry Cat By J.R.R. Tokien The fat cat on the mat may seem to dream of nice mice that suffice for him, or cream; but he free, Read More »
Broken Pelvis Dream Three years and a month ago, I had a dream that still offers unfolding understanding as I walk my life. I’m standing at the counter Read More »