I am an artist. Four words combined That felt like a belch Building in my chest For decades. Moving slowly into my throat, Burning...

The fall is here, arriving with clichéd blustery coolness. Swirling the leaves, lowering the humidity, ousting summer with a swift puff...

Uncomplicated Delivery of beauty Lands tenderly in my soul

Tumbling from the sky, Slowly rusting in the street I stop, you catch my eye— A clink beneath my feet A wink, a shine, a glint Sparks fly...