Real understanding
of what true love would require...

After they broke up
we continued to like him...

Eyes will be windows
to the soul unless you are...

When we met we were silent
- a glance...

Old Glory is smartly marched down the aisle
when the opening ceremonies start...

However often I recycle the screen
it takes me nowhere except the same...

John picked things up off the ground.
He'd read flyers, old papers...

Going Out to Play In the World
(an autistic journey...

The air is heavy with your perfume
pulls me to you like a homing dove...

Climbed sacred mountains
swam in pools of the goddesses...

In times of need
your friends will feed...

How do I enter
the weekly contest...