A GARDEN
In my mind I have created a garden populated with insects who don't bite and birds who don't shit on my paper when I write there is a lily pond, with frogs who know Bach However, they keep quiet. This is my refuge where nothing pierces through the surface every ripple is merely the smile ...
Coming out
When people ask me "when are you publishing"? It sounds to me like "when are you coming out?" Well, with everything I do I am coming out. I am always coming out.