ophelia, weeping past mistakes...

1 leather, and sex like honey, like poison.

King George St About one street, one city, one dysfunctional lover.

1 maya I am a people, a language. I am illusion, greed, a demon; the mother of Buddha, the meditation mistress. The m curves; he types only in lower case. With one period, and I know he means business.

Time A middle aged man, bored with his superficial life and unhappy marriage, stumbles upon a village run by women, free from society's normal rules... but little does he know, he's about to ruin the purity that they've held on to for so long.

Silk and Tears All she could feel was silk. Silk and tears.

Brother an ode to the sibling

Love, Death, and Poverty untitled When the love of your life dies, will all happiness be lost?

1 Argus Autronic 35 Only that voice laced with beauty, power and money could have belonged to her.

1 Sunday Painter like a ghost of a memory, her laugh, like bells.