The Dream Catcher » realities that come and go; an anthology of dreams, read in any order.

Running Out Store what I feel in jars- for winters off not having.

Lovelorn You're a join-the-dots to perfection. and i fantasize endlessly.

Spring is Coming Skin like the rough of paper, but then like the soft of sky across your wrist, and then on the inside of your elbow

Monochrome Rainbows Love like the sacred Of wine from the hollows Of your collarbone"

Nicotine Permeation like the glide of gulls against grey Sunday mornings

1 The Love of a Body ...And then finger-trailing My xylophonic ribs- Can't you hear my bones singing for you?

Love is a Many Splendored Thing In love with a whitener addict. "With the smear of what is Pretentiously Contrite all over Your mouth; it's all lovely and pure and White, you see." *ironic, somewhat*

1 Revolver An obsessive/possessive love: "Something of your neck is like the sleek curve of a revolver".

1 Section 377 The reluctant gay in India emerging out of the closet.