THE STRAY

He touched the side of me ocean eyes looking up from a gray face the alley was his home shadowed under day pulsing at night   across his face a twisted scar of courage and half of the right ear missing   he circled me shoulders balanced not a sound from the paws he was … More THE STRAY

JEBEL MUSA

The engines of the great ship rumble below. Turning shafts and men shoveling coal propel us through black calm waters as we pulse forward under a half moon and scattered cotton clouds. The distant lights of Morocco dust the sky above the city.  Nations gather in the streets, music rises but we hear only the … More JEBEL MUSA