The Little Ship

Perched like a bird atop the toylike tiny lighthouse, the little ship sits. Smaller than the wingspan of a swan, Continue reading →

The Lonely Lion

The lion overlooking the city remembers when the the streets were filled with trams, teetering and elephantine, and the water Continue reading →

Tear on reality

There is a fade on reality It’s looking faint and digitally remastered Someone. just pull the plug! There is a Continue reading →