Cocooned

Two apples and three orangessit on a plate near my foot.This pentagram is the only sign of lifein this room,apart from me, of course. I have seen enough of this room,I have seen enough of only this roomto have a 3-dimensional map of it in my head –the tubelight above the door,an LED bulb on …

Writer’s Block

Today I don’t feel the urge to write, my words have dried up, and I fear I will be exposed for my wordlessness. If the words do come, I don’t know if they will amount to much. Will they be loosely packed and porous and take up more space than they should? Will they be …