The Perils of Traveling
yumado | November 30, 2009
Appearing in my own home, I am surrounded by many.
They look at me with anger and confusion.
Bound at the wrists, I am taken away.
yumado | November 30, 2009
Appearing in my own home, I am surrounded by many.
They look at me with anger and confusion.
Bound at the wrists, I am taken away.
yumado | November 5, 2009
Barely standing in my bathroom,
Staring at my reflection,
Splashing cold water on my face.
I wet the floor,
I slip, I fall.
Hitting my head,
Falling to my knees,
yumado | November 2, 2009
I watch them interact in silence.
Like celluloid images.
Their counterparts so loud.
Barriers of sound,
yumado | October 20, 2009
On the eve of my one hundredth birthday,
Looking not a day over twenty-one,
I have ended my life long quest for love.
As I stand before the mirror,
I begin to reflect on the past…
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