She saw magic everywhere, especially in slant cuts of light where dust particles drifted and glowed. Her delicate fingers, as small as bones, reached into that dusty Milky Way to touch a galaxy, a solar system, tiny friends. A passerby saw only late sunlight. For her, reality began to melt like butter left on a … More DUST
I made a song out of this poem, it is in the Music tab. music through Ai – INTO THIS DEEP I throw back the shroud of tapestries Thick stitched with barbarous thread, hanging heavy like the echo of your words. Almond shaped blue green orbs squint, As the quick slant of light collide shifting my sleepy … More Curve
I love the mood in black and white photos. This looks over my front yard pond.
INTO THIS DEEP 