And a snake came between them in the garden in the darkslithering on his smelly belly fast as cunning scheming shark. Deep in grass he jerked and heaved singing praise with sweetened tongue of a maiden bare and beauty who soaked his songs into her lungs. And her beau...
It’s not the color of the skin that matters but the color of the heartit’s not where you have come from but where you set to start. It’s not the things you worship or the stuff you flaunt around but the words you speak to others that make you wear a crown. It’s the...
I was invited to a private concert via Zoom with the harpist Lisa Tannebaum, which inspire this drawing. ‘Pitch Perfect… Her sound is full of color and brilliance but never harsh, taking charge at just the right moments.”–Harp Column...
The sun eclipsed above my headit turned dark with rings so redand as the moon crossed, sailed and sledthe earth below burnt up and bled.Bled tears of ire and tears that wedtears of dire and tears of dread.The sun eclipsed above my headwhen I laid alone in bedand as I...