Our Move to a very Foreign Country
Installment 1 Let me begin by saying that the furthest thing from my mind was leaving Venice, California. I was very happy there, especially as a writer. I was working on the local paper, “The Beachhead”; I was reading poems I had penned in The Rapp Salon, the monthly...
The Roadmap
The Roadmap Construed of Pagan Bones Weaving deep dreams of destiny Goddesses, Fates of Ancient Worlds Weathervanes and Compasses Casting Spells for Sacred Paths into Olden Night Light from the Abyss Reflected in spirit mirrors Mist Beings manifest The road to rapture...
Costa Rica Haiku
A boss howler roars…
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