Forbidden Eyes

My cousin, the sheep. What a stupid name! Goat sounds more manly, more to the point. But he gets all the attention. Oh, sure, I...

I am suppose to survive, a woman, we love fast, hard. Forgiving sprits beautifully constructed. Dear diary's collide into moments...

Sun sets in your hair, pierced lip sings a song of a revolution . The artist, I will call you. Drawing pictures of goddess and gods. Ku...

At night, a woman sits by a window with shadows in hand to cast upon the beautiful. A man stands on a dark bridge, waiting for them to ta...

(For Grandma) Evenings breath grazes the mountain. Time leaves, death stalks the moon. From above, heavy souls watch Grandma's eyes ...