The agony and the ecstasy, a fantasy of serenity headed for a dead end. Give us women with a riot of hair, not depilated Venuses, castrated of humanity. Riding the Dice. Poem on an Imaginary Sculpture. The Third Answer.
Chance has many faces, inscrutable insect eyes that multiply like mirrors reflecting a single point.
Robert James Berry Ancient Verses. Clouds are the cerebrum of an immense God. Mouthing the Muse is an on-line ezine brought to you by Random Stain Productions. All rights reserved by authors. Send submissions to email below.