Illumination (A poem)

Getting back to it after a bit of a break. Note that I am using illumination here in the Japanese sense; examples of illumination can be seen here and here. It’s been years since I last saw the lights opulent displays of color and bright to enliven the season distract from the chill with festivities running on into [...]

No fingerprints (a poem)

Written while watching the Season 2 finale of Orange is the New Black… Fingerprints are nowhere to be found can they prove there was even a crime? The scene is vacant no signs of life What were they doing there anyway? How do ghosts get by without being noticed? (I don’t believe all that crap [...]