You Call Us Hybrids

We are made from atom milk, star shards and the gathering of necessary energy. We are ever changing. You search for our form, drawing pictures and scrawls of little creatures; where did your mind see those? I stood with her. She was such a small girl. Even now she weeps, eyes closed, letting this flow, … Continue reading You Call Us Hybrids

The Gathering

(written in 2009) We are the quiet, the hidden The purposely unnoticed, The only speak of it to each other Write it, paint it, sing it... But not to the masses. They are unfocused, organized Religious zealots, diabolical replicas, Rendered children of Zion, Angered by the unknown, the Misunderstood reasons for not Being willing to … Continue reading The Gathering

The Three Black Hats

I am on an air mattress.  It is covered in a cotton sheet.  I am stretched out on my back beneath a soft fleece blanket. I am in the end room of a double wide trailer.  The trailer is nestled in a quiet neighborhood which is dense with trees.  There are no traffic sounds.  I … Continue reading The Three Black Hats