Getting To The Meat Of Why I’m A Vegetarian.

I can’t tell you what an animal thinks when making eye contact with a human, but when I look into … More

Most Miracles Go Unpunished – Spoken Word Poem.

On a clear night in the Pyrenees the skies are dark and crowded with stars. One evening last November I … More

Latin puppets. The Narcissi group like Latin crosses toward the Pavilion. Incantations In their guts- fanning flames Of a dormant … More