“In the company of imageries within my castle,I voice for everyone my next poetic verse.All the empty halls listen and echo my passion,And in darkly rich verse I immerse.”Through the courtyard, pulls up a hearse,Beneath the arms of stone...

Mirrored faces reflect faces mirrored.The mirror can break,appear as impassible spindles of web,and sometimes it can shattermy only doorway to my utopian psychosis.  The voice that emerged I didn't recognizeit was holding conversations outside of meto a being, I...

Propheteering Trickster Wiley CoyoteFrom the bar associationRivals great OzymandiasFor the hourglass sands of immemorialTo sift like silt through the YangtzeWhile a British merchant colonist in ShanghaiLooking dapper in his colonel’s uniform with walking caneGlimpses through his monocle  The misty mysticism...

August 15, 1788        Mon Cher Donatien     As a daughter of the Enlightenment, I have always been wary of religion. Preferring instead the sect of reason. Of cause and effect, of action then reaction. But I have...