Along the Way
The first ripe pears, and a bearded old man by the road, praising it all. . [ 1543 ]
Infinite Intimate
An owl calling, a star falling, and night, the solemn magician. . [ 1542 ]
Belief
A hammer, a chisel, and a deep, dusty mark where the paper bleeds. . [ 1541 ]
Pearls and Dew
Hardly a grape — a few strands of pearls ’neath the canopy, kiss’d by dew, warm’d by fate. . [ 1540 ]
Recital Time
A perfect acorn. Twice ’round the block on a bike. A spin through the old piano lessons. Recital time. Notes a blur. No heartbeat alike. . [ 1539 ]
Pity and Desire
The star was a bright one. But when I got there, All I found was an old man warming his hands by a fire. It took my whole life, he said, and all of my breath, to prove I wasn’t a liar. Ever since then, I’ve felt pity for God, and questioned my own desire. . [ 1538 ]
In and Out
When the earth was flat, I walked to the edge. I took the fatal last step. As easy as that — in over my head, out of my depth. . [ 1537 ]
William Michaelian 