Loss of vision (A poem)

I am a bit overdue to get my eyes checked… The frames have no glass they sit empty in the case not yet able to see Clarity is a future event coordinates unknown The eyes look through outdated lenses sometimes the outlines blur and objects lose their shape Every vision becomes an abstract open to [...]

The Brandy Chronicles (a sequel)

I am fighting the inclination to add this to the poem in my forthcoming collection. For now, I present it as a continuation… 5 Sipping hasn’t done much good: the bottle is empty my mouth is on fire I still have feelings I really do enjoy the taste with or without embellishment I like the [...]