Hey There Dali I can hear it ticking softly between sheets that still smell of our skin; winding time weaving us together. This morning I forgot to take my watch from under your...

    this is not disorder there is no gap    just twists that stick in your throat   reinvent themselves in tortured itch   non-sleep patterns drowning in shallow water           this is...

    Images In the evening we went to the lake to collect our images. There were fish and trees, boulders and algae. The algae spread like a stomach of the lake. The boatman poked sticks in...

    Taming the Tiger On days like this I imagine he watches from a bench in the park. Having eaten his sandwiches and fed the birds he spends the rest of the hour observing the comings and...

         Stateless Adapted from the Renaissance French of Francois Villon (b. 1431) & the Hungarian of György Faludy (1910-2006)   I've proudly wrapped my dazzling sky...

    Edinburgh Arrivals Her flight touched down at eight fifteen. Deceit. It had got her this far, and it had got her here on time. Deceit was an ally, it could be depended on. She loved...

  1347 People are getting betrothed, and wearing green, and going on pilgrimages. There is harvesting, and hawking, and amorous conversation. The sky is unquizzably blue but the saints are in...

    Monday Night Encased in Wissahickon Stone walls heavy pine tables are circled by padded chairs.  A couple sits across the room, she’s not too happy as he orders take out for his wife....

                                              Wendy Ann Greenhalgh, is a writer,...

    Aflutter He teaches himself dance theory from books, and, when the others have gone to bed, he turns the lights lower and starts up with practice. He takes in the black ink of the...