I won the game

Humans and Monsters
can be more alike than not…
so what will you be?

First Day

Night games and bonfires,
Barbeques and stargazing
So Summer begins

First of the season
It’s too cold for your sweet scent
But I’ll stop to look

Forced bulbs and sunshine:
Not quite like a spring morning,
But they pull me through.

Dear headless torso,
Your physique is nice enough
But I’m into brains.

Handel reminds us
we need not sing perfectly
to enjoy life’s song.