I like to spoon and eat toast. Most of my poems are works of fiction, but in response to the daily events and emotions of …

Here and There    rather like a swan – serene on the surface; paddling like hell underneath

with(out) Wolf    That first "Hello" was a reunion. The final "Goodbye" - - an impossibility. (Cover photo by Winnie Carolina)

A writer and an artist. A musician as well. In need of a Savior, I was just a shell. I was a heavy drinker. Alcoholic, …

Gweru, Zimbabwe    The face of Mary Is my moon tonight As I am intoxicated By the rhythm Of the dance without legs (From the poems of Omah …

23/F/Philippines    She, who bleeds words— and flowers.