Many Rivers

You have known many takers, known many givers, walked many pathways, crossed many rivers.  Maybe you’ve known a husband or two, some lovers or wives.  You’ve died a few deaths, lived a few lives. You have been a seeker, you have been a finder, you have found the forgotten and remained a reminder. You have worn many costumesContinue reading “Many Rivers”

Through the Door

We live in the crook of fortune’s flexible arm, an arm that winds up at a predetermined and rigid hand.  We live both sides, both ways, each a tiger, surveying from ripples wound about the tightened stake of natural selection. We’d love a look at the other side without going through, a rare and much sought-after mystical optometry,Continue reading “Through the Door”