the words ceased like the flame from a candle, once bright now a line of swirling gray smoke the silence between them was unbalanced resembling the uncommon brick on the wall each soul unprepared for despair or a miracle, summer or winter but, it was trenched in cold, the autumn of rain … More SEPARATE PATHS
On or about town the luxury of disregarding depravity As the eyes choke out the heart. It was once a dream place a song matching every mood until tears stirred the soul awake grasping for a rope before drowning back into the stream of civilization with rumbling feet pointing to … More LEANING
A drawing on the wall attracts attention. An old couple shake their heads and then their fists. A young woman reaches out, touching the colors. A dog walks by. A pregnant woman scans the image while rubbing her abdomen. Two young boys on bikes laugh and ride off. A city bus stops. Passengers step off … More THE EYES HAVE IT
Roger Singer 