The Stench Of Cigarettes Is Everywhere
It follows me daily, as I walk the streets, as I ride the bus. Like a plague of locusts, searching for its next meal. I am Job in the world…
It follows me daily, as I walk the streets, as I ride the bus. Like a plague of locusts, searching for its next meal. I am Job in the world…
Looking out at the ocean I watch the waves recede and then return to the shore, crashing with all of the violence of the storm that brought them here. The…
Riding on a bus full of people, four young boys, teenagers actually, sat next to me in the very last row. One was leaning on his knees as he sat…
In and out. Breathing makes me cough. In and out. Cough. In and out. Cough. I can feel the germs taking up space in my lungs, living there, thinking that…
Looking up at the stars through the tree branches I can see the belt of Orion and the star cluster Pleiades. The Seven Sisters blink down at me as I…
Not landscape paintings, or landscape photographs, but landscapes in reality. Landscapes that change from day to day, from minute to minute. Watching how the depth and color of the land…