Inside Out Looking backward through an open doorway inward the house Coraline slept in a closet upon feather dresses, pillows of silken leaves stitched for dreaming. Her baby fingers grew into white-gloved hands picked…
Surreal War My “Surreal War” began with nightmares about senseless chemical bombs in my city, my school, my own apartment. The attacks couldn’t be controlled until I awoke. One night I dreamt my comrades…
Scrutinizing Winter Rosemary bursts into spears that bud paled flowerettes; tan fan leaves descend into ivy; brown fur balls dangle by thin ribbons from leafless limbs; ecru feathery dusters wave in the breeze. I…