Saturday, February 19, 2011

olive harvest

sticks twist the branches and shake the trees.
rustle.
olives fall.
it sounds like rain.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Thursday, February 3, 2011

I heard you say

"There's a sweetness about her. And a sadness that I like."

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Drawing on one's past

for writing assignments is enlightening... and... well, staggering.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011