Thursday, August 30, 2012

Face Time

Ink or no ink,
our lives are written
on the parchment
of our skin.

When we read
each other's stories,
we sojourn in 
each other's lives.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...


Torn from the blurred toss
Of a dime, spinning, spinning,
Wild in abandon.

[Disposable Haiku August 31, 2012]
Dr, Mine