in love~

there was nothing familiar about it Absolutely nothing unless of course I went to the city the seedy side the sketchy memories of rolled up car windows and tightly locked doors only in passing-through moments fleeting, in my memories return. yet it lives now boldly...

dogmatic~

I sit at my window you know the one I’ve shared it many times now these past few years the sky brightens      briefly then erupts sun light lite. passers-by traverse the sidewalks no matter the hour some look and can’t see others look and...

they say

there are stories in each of us multitudes living breathing from the mulch of days weeks lessons inches ticked on the pantry wall rising heights not met always by rising hopes. they say there are stories in each of us multitudes. to tell them is it an affront a...

intoxicating~

The whoosh and swirl of the wind was intoxicating. I felt I was in it it here atop this turret this witches hat this haven from so much below. Just me the wind here the road the dogs bark the porch light the walking dark so far away so far down there. Just me here the...

CrossTown Colors~

There’s this painting…. If you want to catch a glimpse, slow down as you drive Main Street in Lexington. Look through the two story glass windows of the Downtown Art Center – the building hatted with the wonderful steel circle sculpture. There is this painting… . You...