Metropolitan Medley (Poem)
Moving through the city’s seas of flowing bodies rushing frantically through the streets Into traffic dodging oncoming cars, Unable to wait and nothing to look forward to… Compacted sidewalks create
A Gentle Fantasy (Poem)
You make me think of spring time,And lying in the grass after a few glasses of sweet red wine,Sleeping,Dreaming, Inhaling, Exhaling sweet fragrances Of young pollen, Fresh air of turned back time And
Sugary Sweet Ennui 