Monthly Archives: July 2011

Sifaka lemurs’ diamond-shaped irises burn orange–like sunned amber.

The giant bamboo: as green-gray and tranquil as pre-tornado skies.

Angola, simply, is listless less: the colors, the singing, their hearts.

Wandies’ strawberry ice cream is hot pink–but cold as a winter’s night.

It never leaves you, but just like its children, you’d never ask it to.

Flattened, brown with dirt, the plastic water bottle lies like a dead fish.

Black cracks (between white scales of a charring log) shrink and swell like fish gills.