Does not need but wants

Merely one she already has

And does not need but wants

She does not want to need and also

In sense she needs to want

Desiring nothing more

Than the nothing that already is

She still wants to have everything

And everything to give

You build a home, it collapses on you

You build a home, it collapses on you

It is better to find shelter next to a rock or hill

For those cannot be knocked in to kill you

Or sleep on the ground,

And assume you won't be stepped on.

Those so keen of self-protection

Who build uneasy roofs and shabby walls

Even taking the energy to design

It is foolishness,

Nothing lasts forever.

In a land so full and bustling

Lifestyle revolving around new trade

Slow die men of cowardice

Hiding in boxes,

Never letting go of anything.

Long live sore-footed travelers

Goods brought from farthest lands

Daring thievery, disloyalty, physical pain

Or heartbreak,

Whatever torment life delivers

Wanderers resilient regardless

Overcoming and homefree

Lady on the knoll with her trinkets

Lady on the knoll with her trinkets

She's no means of moving

But what good is transport when here lay her possessions

Paranoia protects the tangibly accumulated

Trading fewer and fewer memories

She is trapped here with them

Or lost without

She hoards her life in pieces and things

Excerpt from 'Assembly' - MFAU

All at once

Again atop the natural staircase

Clarity ensues in a perplexed way

She was of course meant to be here

There was no longer any doubt

Whether she chose this destiny or it chose her,

Here it was

And what was to happen

Elle must unquestionably act somehow

As she always Knew she should,

This reality was evidence

As bewildering as the sight affront

Another Bit of Memories

Conscious to but not a victim of

Maintaining some constant on else’s energy levels

Aware, conserved paranoia

One already knows nothing upon meeting newcomers

They may just be looking to trade

Or to take advantage

They may be searching for the deepest most authentic connection

Or the shallowest

Consistently all are on different levels of one plane

Excerpt from 'Mayhem'

While there is music, there is mayhem

Where rocks sit peacefully also violence survives

Only guesses tell where the start is

Bad and evil people who have become

Who've had things taken, stripped, burned, broken, buried

A life, a means, a quest for happiness: destroyed

To make way for the contagious wrath of misfortune

Wrapping, squeezing its way around air pipes

Thieves create thieves and murderers, murderers

A vicious cycle

Ever-present

Fear gained

Nothing spared

Strength of hope tested

Suspected initiation from the deepest south and west

So many rocks to throw

Or be hit by

Mayhem covers this land

From every which way

There is no end

Excerpt from MFAU

A broad landscape revealed

Rounding a corner to be blasted with light

Its beauty is cracked

Chasing the horizon; futile

Gabriela has found no resolution

And upon bestowing massive magnificence

Answers fly further away

An Excerpt from 'How Edward's Hand Felt,' MFAU

The stem emerges two inches above the world

Nowhere near any area that should allow it

Elle considers with a fingertip

Wild life growing in a desolate place

Where bloem are scarce, the only plant around

Surviving from underground

Reason of how is unattainable

Reason of good and bad, immaterial

Her eyes penetrated Edward

She plucked the stem without flinching

And he watched her toy with it pointlessly

Finally tearing it into itty-bitty pieces

Sneak Peak

You may read the introductory chapter and glossary for Memories from Another Universe here on my blog.

Available Online Summer 2013

Destined to interfere with the silent Powers at be, one girl's epic mental and physical journey is translated by poetry in Memories from Another Universe.  This story comes from a different dimension, in a world of fungus-based life forms, where wanderers harvest and trade. There are no permanent homes, nor market systems, only encounters.  Gabriela is determined to find her purpose among them.

As the Victor Family prepares for the world's destruction, Knowledge is camouflaged in plain sight, itching to be discovered.  Wondering if she is lost, impulsively Gabriela is attracted to completing her destined journey.​
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The planet of fungus-fermenting creatures is so clogged with energy they're absorbed into it, doomed to the meaning of their own interpretations.

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