I am Tuesday's child,
born on an August morning...

Catch the Wind
Lend me your...

Should I place a stock of potatoes
along the banks of Jordan...

Her mind,
it screams "Remember me&quot...

I cry unto thee
Dost thou hunger linger deep...

Finally!
My workday is done...

Pieces of Paper
Certificate of birth adorned with apostille...

Oh darkness encompass the twilight,
My weakness for blood, my appetite...

Biting tongue in two
With bitter words unspoken...

Through the years
Now for more than thirty years...

Wicked Harvest
Light haze covers an earthen crop...

Though my hands
have settled dust...