Challenging the Sun
The stories can be harsh in the pervading gray of concrete and rumbling thrum of traffic. The young dad with a jitterbug son, waving his
The stories can be harsh in the pervading gray of concrete and rumbling thrum of traffic. The young dad with a jitterbug son, waving his
At the heart of the world an altar pulsing light, crucibles of fire where the stories of Earth rise with fragrant incense into streams of
There is a well older than the earth; when I fail this depth is my nourishment. I know the animal in strength, the tooth and
Over the unbroken fetch the southerly breeze
raises the channel in wind driven swells<!--