Alon

A dinosaur, he sits beneath A toppled chair, alone – Abandoned by a little boy For sake of ice cream cone.

Forgetting stumbles in the dark basement, stifled in his too-thick sweater, playing an ever lengthening game of hide-and-seek.

I can’t breathe. The air I catch in scattered fragments enters my lungs sharp, cold, fast. My skin is hot. It’s not real. But I want to ...

Hello, As I sit in my backyard, bare feet nestled in soft blades of thriving green, the hum of your wings fades in and out while you take ...

A gentle cross breeze meanders in and out of doors and windows while I work this morning. Unseasonably warm, but none of us are complaining....

Wind and leaves sway their lullaby above my head as I slowly wake up. The cygnets have drifted back to their mother on the island in the mid...

My days were simple. Care for my rams and craft cheese. Simple. They were simple. My people are more than savage killers and thieves. ...