Standing in my doorway, I saw him coming from afar, a beggar with his mason jar. House to house he went to, asking for some change,

I spend all my wasted days, Wondering what to say, What to do, and who to see, Thinking nothing is for me. I waste them one by one, alone,

“That’s odd,” she said, Alice at… “The wise man is a compass for me.… The white whale went about the boa… And in her journal Alice wrote: The seas never end and a feather i…

We saw Chinese dragons, with whiskers like catfish and hor… coiling bodies covered in scales. We saw mighty angels dancing with skeletons,

There ain’t no sunshine where I’m… the land is lit by torches. People stare from their chairs sitting on their porches. Without a sun there is no chance

She fell asleep on my arm, and I sat there for an hour, reaching, reaching, for the television remote on the side table.

Sky scrappers leave rough marks on… Walls of concrete block out the vi… One day the buildings will make a…

“Somebody help me,” said Atlas, a… who carried a mighty burden. Though his will was strong, one can’t go long, with the weight of the world on th…