Category: identity

And, then the sun set

Set out on an excursion The east behind me Seeking old wisdom Hoping for a connection The sun rose through the mind fog Destination held and bent Headed back home The sun behind me with a siren whistle Looked in the rearview mirror The sun was there, glistening […]

She was out of charge

Granted, the small gift shop was crowded. People were in a shopping, jolly mood. Or so it seemed. Yet, she felt woozy and constricted. Everything seemed to wobble and jiggle. Yet, no one else seemed to notice. She was beginning to think it was just her vision being […]