http://www.flickr.com/photos/elifkarakocPhoto Art by: Elif Sanem Karakoç This was a poem that I arranged with poem magnets, on my friends fridge. I could not leave her place, without writing it down and taking it home with me. That was in 2005, one of the very few I never lost. Kingdom year When thy smoke … More VELVET
Like smoke rising from hot embers effervescent and churning an undulating mixture of chemicles unknown to me. Hurrying on with out a thought whose left to watch where you go. … More You
“Deep roots are not reached by the frost.” J.R.R. Tolkien I feel the warmth of your fingertips as they dance along my cooled skin.And the silence of my winter,quickly melts into a flood.It rushes down deserted halls and vacant cobwebbed spaces,the walls that I have partitionedbreak and scatter violently.Gasping, I clutch with wild clawsat the edges … More FLOOD
INTO THIS DEEP 