The Visual Image Is A Kind Of

One Of The Things I Like Best About Animals In The Wild Is That They're Always Off On Some Errand. They Have Appointments To Keep. It's Only We Humans Who Wonder What We're Here For.

Violets Smell Like Burnt Sugar Cubes That Have Been Dipped In Lemon And Velvet.

Give A Man Enough Rope And He'll Wrap Himself Around Your Little Finger.

I Watched Her Face Switch Among The Radio Stations Of Memory

Who Would Deduce The Dragonfly From The Larva, The Iris From The Bud, The Lawyer From The Infant? ...we Are All Shape-shifters And Magical Reinventors. Life Is Really A Plural Noun, A Caravan Of Selves.