A slice of her breast
upon the world to bestow
writer’s soul beckons
Why she writes
Tag: poetry
The view
A glass window stands
between me and world beyond
my family home
That’s not the view from my home (ha, I wish). It’s downtown Chicago, as seen from the 84th floor of a rather small building—by Chicago’s standards. The window wasn’t too clean, but I like that it serves as a reminder of the barrier.
What we have in common
Thirst to quench the cold
flocking around flaming coal
share the fire, the goals
Photo: Street mural in Austin, Texas
Deep
Embedded unseen
as butter in a cupcake
are some traditions
Building on
A stack of storeys
building one upon other
unwitting child’s dreams
The Chaos Within 