Show me your face before this sentence was flayed.

 

 image Michelle Sleigh

 

the surface of the pond

or drown in eternity.

the fierce indifference of stars                                                                                    image Wendy Andrews

 

The place where everything makes sense and no sense. waters rise and fall, digesting takes its toll. In that place I know myself, all the twists and turns, the bends and ends.

images Linda Nevill

the discomfort and the ease. yet still I return, sensitive. Latent, yet stirring. Not being swayed to be.

Ellen Lee