I think of all the memories associated with nyama choma and family get- together(s) and I......

The numinous moss nestles in crevices of muscular manzanita trees,...

A man; a woman:clods of dirt on the sill oftime. How we spend sighs, the coin......

Appetent reach. Unctuous gnarl.Wait turned winged and suspiring,as the hilldogs croon mass to thecongregation of waylights.......

The Spell of the Rain Tree is an aural hike into rhizomatic trails brimming with chromatics......

a man; a woman: clods of dirt on the sill of time how we spend sighs...

“Akhila is sitting on a bench by the sea. She will sit here till the streetlights......

When the deafening alarm bells of our times drown the chirping of birds and abort the......

Once upon a time Refugees from faraway land arrived on the island searching...