As a child, until his late teens, Peter had been terrified of the darkness. Even now, as a 24 year old man, he would sometimes wake and survey the shadows in the corner of his room, unsure what was real and what was not. Somewhere between asleep and awake, between the worlds of his own mind and that of ours, he …


Touch & Sigh

The soul’s true face is a child’s face regardless of aged host; the glassened heart and soul, apart when frailities are close. How touch and sigh make soft the eye at softer times than most; How creatures fair Their boundless care echo the mother’s ghost