Slippers, perched at night stand, twitching impatiently, mark the absence of feet, cannot appreciate the meaning of unruffled bed covers. Abandoned, a coffee mug bemoans
Category: Family
Sibling Stuff
Brother, angel me, a slow cat growl, he, an ocean blue seer, a son of blushing peace me, the wilder, would bleed self velvet dazzle
Still Life
“If you smell juice,” Mother said, “Do, please put on shine, and whisper at me – am having beauty sleep, rusting from the sun.” Together,
Glass Caskets
What mysteries lie in ancestral roots, what clues to illuminate the dysfunction that permeated our familial ties, cursed us with a pervasive sense of perversity?
A Child Glows
Child, delightful youth, my heart’s jewel, you are light-bearer, hope for the future – antics haphazard, laughter contagious, spreading joy, sparking imagination – I pray
The Art Of Survival
Learned the art of survival from father, a commando- trained warrior, never able to leave the battles behind A sharp-shooter, whose expert eye tracked our every
