My Grandmother

This is a photo of my grandparent's wedding in Japan in 1957. They had quite a love story. It began quite humorously with my grandfather making the mistake of giving her a friendly smack on the behind, which ended with him finding himself on the … [Read more...]

The Sweetest Drug

Love is a drug It comes in many forms As there are varieties Of potential loversYou begin feeling strong That you do not need it Until you get a taste By choice or by accidentOnce you have the penchant The craving will begin It weakens in … [Read more...]

Light Switch

Like a light switch flipped off an illuminated room quickly goes darkI cannot see although so much surrounds me it feels like only emptiness existsMy choices now are to stay in this darkness or to fight to find the switchAnd I am … [Read more...]