ONE LEVEL BELOW

A snake with steel skin. Lights for the labyrinths. The subway approaches the platform. Benches exhibit the stain of graffiti; the concrete floor lay littered with gum spots. A man plays a saxophone. A school group moves through like frightened minnows. The aroma of diesel and damp grime attaches to your skin. There’s a low … More ONE LEVEL BELOW

GIVING IN

Willowy tall palms bend with resistance under a byzantine blue sky   The fragrance of changing tides and salt air stir summer with youth and stories   Sand is the celebration of a movable graffiti.   Ivy and roses stretch over a fence, attracting children and angels   There’s nothing regrettable about summer its evenings … More GIVING IN