The fire of the autumn sun
burns against the grain...

Eyes
stare out...

In a nest, cradled by the pulse of his mother's...
his mind races like firecrackers and rainbows...

Mystery Life
The freshness of the air beats against her skin...

Days pass slowly
Without you here...

Feathers dance among the dirt
a decaying night of faithless words...

The days grew shorter
Summer slipped by...

Looking out my window
I see a wonderful bright blue sky...

I've never really been the kind
Of person to be so naive...

You took my hand ever so gently. It made those...
"We'll be together forever," you...

His face displays such ageing purity;
So innocent yet hiding so much pain...

A pen and some old scrap paper;
Two of the simplest things...