Poetry 81610 by Maqlu|Published August 16, 2010-Updated August 23, 2014 territory left unguarded becomes my land shall I leave my mark? or can you sense my presence? in time you will surrender
Published June 4, 2014 Chatter The elephant in the room sits politely and sips his tea, watching us with amusement We ignore him—as always—and make polite small […]
Published November 15, 2010 111510 Gone to earth, buried a mountain of secret lives the burrow’s too shallow to give proper burials remnants reveal themselves still
Published January 10, 2011 11011 blood in the water thin twisting patterns and turns trace their way through revealing wormholes in haze and shortcuts through time and […]
Published May 17, 2010 51710 bright eyed frog lands west old wound awakened in flight the new pond listens as he sings, seeks a new mate amplexis […]