Santa Ana Niño

Dancing with me

swirling my clothes

sensually upward

slamming doors

whipping itself to the ground

upward shredding force

home to splinters

roaring whispers

lulling back to sleep

in the warm

summer sun

delicate rocking

my hair swims

feeling the force


Aus verdammter Fleck


(Continuing my exploration of blending  language, form, and art, “Aus verdammter Fleck” from Shakespeare’s Macbeth auf Deutsch written in the palm of Lady Macbeth)

Girl and Frog


(I have become fascinated by the blending of language, form, and art. Here is a short story written and visually represented simultaneously. It reads: When I was a little girl, I was visited by a frog in my garden.)