My body's ephemeral interpretation of how I perceive…..a reaction to everything real or imaginary…..that moment before the first domino falls…..the buzz after your...
I Cannot Be Your Quiet
All my years of blustery men and mewishing they’d stop whistling, cutting me off,tightening the tessitura of my voice.I never...
Folklore
Y’all heard the one where the Africans flewoff the plantation?
Ever bed-and-breakfast at Chesapeake Bay, ghostwalk Greenbriar Swamp to hear tale of “Big Liz,”the “heavyset”...
Modern Prometheus
“I doubted at first whether I should attempt the creation of a being like myself, or one of simpler organization; but my imagination...
