Tag: Poetry

Glass

Glass

Glass   How can something like glass be real? Fragile yet deadly the product of millions of grains of sand and yet entirely transparent. Ethereal yet made of human hand, quick to bite that which created it.   Glass reveals all hides nothing until threatened. […]

The White Dog

The White Dog

The White Dog   What if the Black Dog had a sister? The White Dog, who knows no fear, no rage or madness, laughs entirely in the face of sadness. The White Dog runs, the Black Dog chases, she brings joy and light to our […]