You would wait in that dark room for the dawn to create geometric shapes. You would wait for each square, rectangle, to mould a door, a ...

In a Muslim handmade noodle place near the Guangzhou railway terminus the proprietor must like this song because he plays it in an endles...

I get scared of death So I decided to write it down So maybe I could move on Bold and brave and strong I can’t comprehend death It’s t...

We are on the quay buying sun-cream — pelicans and painted fish at arm's length, day trips to see the whales — when all I can look at ...

I keep remembering that you are dead. I remember the sorghum fields, the fissures in the earth running through them, running to catch ...

The summers were always nice and warm We used to go to lakeside bars on Saturdays and have Bloody Mary and Corona alternately till we got...

There is a small gate invitingly open To a path narrow and stony through a cottage garden To a door with the sign above The Cuckoo Clock ...

Small translucent oracle please tell me,           is it time? Your echo call on blast of sour night air           brings me hope. A...