Homeland

You enter the Soul Protection Program all the old identities gone the torture of being an agent of Kal* finally ceased.   You live in a kind of heaven a palace below a limitless sky distant blue mountains shimmer fat doves drink from a fountain. Now you work for...

The Pure House

I must caulk around the lintels patch the roof paint the walls shim the doors fix the leaky faucet confront the pack rats.   I hold my breath the geyser of impatience ready to spew. I must get it done so I can have peace. The Beloved draws me up into His arms,...

Live Your Dream

I walk room-to-room with a willowy woman who loves her cats. As we look over the garage, she talks of them, the ones from her past, who have died, and the two in her present life, who remind her of the past ones. She ticks off their names, so many cats that I grow...