Zirconia All the Way Through I can only hope my reflection refracts. An image ofmyself, untameable. There’s a portrait of my face Read More Jay WeaverGuest UserMarch 6, 2024poetry, Reality
My ‘Ingvar Kamprad, Elmtaryd, Agunnaryd’ Induced Tragedy What was once a tree,what once stood with grace, grandeur, and pride, is right before me. Read More Jay WeaverGuest UserDecember 4, 2023Reflections