broken ambers climb
fallen walls of ivy where
butterflies reside in winter
tadpoles shiver in fluorescent ink
madness mixes tonic with phosphorescent beacons
sleeping with demons in a sea of urchins
orchids fall from the moon
beneath vast corral shelves of dust
peel back the layers of time
harpoon the emerald dragon.
Matthew Dexter lives in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Like the nomadic Pericú natives before him, he survives on a hunter-gatherer subsistence diet of shrimp tacos, smoked marlin, cold beer, and warm sunshine.