Basement Archive Room

It's an 8 page ebook.
Well, pdf.
It's a sort of partial archive.

Basement Archive Room

Print it off, pass it along. e-mail it out to your friends.
I'd appreciate it.

There'll be more.

Goodnight.

And then there's a CRASH!

Of Lightning, majestic and frightening.
She hides in the closet, shaking but quiet.
The flashes in this house come often and in bouts.
Throw shards into shadow, make fragile spectres: borrowed.
Clamp your eyes, hold down - wait.
It will pass.

We will never turn to salt

Do you remember?
That serene day in winter?
We spent it on the beach,
Ice cream filling our mouths.
You devoured strawberry
And I stuck with mint.
Our hats kept us warm
And our scarves choked our breath.
We walked for such a while.
I decided to turn and look back.
That distant ice cream truck
Was a speck against the sky.
And seemed to me, alone.