I call it: In SpadesA man dressed in overalls and gardening boots is center stage crouching on the ground with a spade, seemingly gardening. He pulls weeds, digs holes, puts plants in, and continues his work for about five minutes uninterrupted. From stage right, a second man enters. This man is also dressed in overalls, but of a different shade ( Read more... )

I traveled across the infinite ( Read more... )

This is part of a play I've been working on...well, a one act. It will probably just be a continuous scene on the bus ( Read more... )

I used to write poems ( Read more... )

You said nothing and closed your eyes
The moonlight on your lids
Left shadows on your cheeks
And I cup the silver shine
I try and hold the moment
In my hands as well as my heart
Fingertips on shoulders
Smiles in eyes
And waking with the breath of day
What is dream and what is real?
I wish I knew