Sotto Voce

My fingers were trembling, the black and white keys were stained with my blood, strings were smudged with vibration. I kept on playing, knowing that my playing was needed to keep things going. The natural frequencies were measured with my ears, I had the gift to pry open the fabric of reality into another dimensionContinue reading “Sotto Voce”

Blue, Blue Sky.

The polished jet black grand piano stood signularly across the room, the strings were beating in a melodious tone, the keys were capering gracefully, dancing in the rhythm of the heart, and moulding the shape of you. I postured myself in a comfortable position, the grand piano was placed in a vicinity where sunlight orContinue reading “Blue, Blue Sky.”