before i could catch its tail a poem falls through the gaps and shatters into a million and more microcosms

the autumn clouds spat out stones each one an unfinished map of paradise

we stood in a circle unspeaking the ants came first followed by the ghosts in red

gather all the sounds you can hear in a box and watch it carefully for movements

the lion’s mane erupts in flames and the moon melts into sand

My Play is Sold!

What a wonderful feeling, my play script- The Eater of Dreams, was sold by my publisher from Off the Wall Plays! Thank you Off the Wall plays! Check it out and all the other plays that might interest you at this link below:

https://offthewallplays.com/product/the-eater-of-dreams-short-horror-script-for-two-actors/

built a house out of screaming winds and the whispers tore it down

the green of trees curling into smoke and into the nothingness

the fullstop is hidden in plain sight waiting to explode in your liver

seaweed run feral through the streets snapping at the heels of the sun