[tabby title="Poem"] It began with a smiledrifting down a bright corridorthrough desert and snow,resting in the ever-lit city. Have you ever sat downunder a fake, blue skyand heard the birds chirpin your head? Have you ever seena song made out...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] It is rugby time againI stopped playing years ago.A weekly punishment, for the short, fat lad. It is rugby time again:I stopped watching years ago.Trampling in the ruck, that really looks bad. It is rugby time again:I...