I danced a Tarantella With a different sorta fella; Distinct with burning eyes and burning… Read the postThe Whirling Doll
Here you can download “Give: Some explorations of submission” “Make for me an iron lock… Read the postIron Lock – A Captured Faerie Poem
Once, there was a story that stopped— that stopped— that stuttered, fluttered, waivered back and… Read the postA Stave Or Two Of The Ended Story
A note from Jeff Mach, from The Steampunk World’s Fair where this show was produced:… Read the postA Field Of Poppies
I live under a rock, and I live comfortably And I am vastly flatter than… Read the postThe Under-Rock
(the Circus never leaves.) What is the Circus, if not those who make it be?… Read the postThe Circus Leaves
Behold, the Carnival Moon, Huge in the sky, Full, of course; Werewolf dreams happen here.… Read the postThe Carnival Moon