I am your opus.

“I seem to grow more acutely conscious of the swift passage of time as I grow ol…”

“The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circu…”

“As I paddled on, my heartbeat boomed like a dull motor in my ears. I am I am I …”

“Stars open among the lilies.Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?T…”