“A few blossoms float into the room. They drop like frayed yellow ribbons on the gray carpet.”
“pencils racing across paper, a sound I like." Marisol”
“Something in the air this morning made me feel like flying. . . "Spring Flight”
“Heavy as such things areAfter the wordslide, the writing begins."From "Word Quake”
“We are out sisters' keepers.”
“I never tired of picturing sharks.”
“California, still a magical vanity fair.”