Framed perspectives – I see shelter, a friend whose branches shield; you see obstruction, prefer sunshine to shade – our differences, like windows, portioned previews
Have opted for a minimalist existence – efficiency dependent on accessibility – still suffering the effects of disease, age. Used to dwell in the sarcasm
This path I walk is not my own; it’s paved with genetic markers, familial dysfunction, and ancestral angst. Can you see them walking with me?
My mother’s feet scream with the agony of her miserable condition, underlying the disease that eats at her. My feet, uncallused paddles, slightly bent and
Dreams have provided a source of personal revelation for me since I started recording, and subsequently learning about them, in 1986. The poem “The Shadow
I have waken before dawn and driven through blinding snowstorms for you. I have been lost, but without faltering, have altered course, and when I