After Irma

"We all have ways of hoarding our lives"

Seth Speaks

A poem that I heard in a dream the moment before I woke up.


"By day I cry; moans escape me at night"

Her Studies

"The life of the mind is her new-found realm"

Anniversary I

"Look where we are! Strange, new, unplanned - we sail"




"Sex is something that does not concern us"

Ever Journey

Written by my brother when he was very, very young.
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