King Llanza


  • A Brief Meeting

    Two hermit crabs face each other,swift away vulnerable,trying on each other’s shells. Their bodies contour any shapeas long as it spells protection. As a huge wave foams the tide line,both are nudged to move. Their legspress lightly on sand, only towash away the subtly prints.Midday sun, in disbelief ofa cold exchange. This is whywe never…

  • The Underside of Healing

    My love, I was at our backyard this morning.The rain was delivered fresh,sealed with silver lining and sunlightblessing us more than usual. Snails crawled on manicured grass and tall woodenfences. I was sitting by the garden table eatinghard-boiled eggs, tapped lightly onto rock salt in between bites. Satisfied, I put a pinchof salt on my…