Alexsondra Tomasulo Trees Are Speaking / Will You Listen“they’re waiting cameras in hand”, said the elm to the maple. “ feel their longing for the grand color reveal”? but what if? what if this...
Alexsondra TomasuloThe Last Swim?A Summer Memory He escorted her down the brief incline of small rocks The sun shone upon her now weathered arms, And though her footing...
Alexsondra TomasuloMight This Be ParadiseI lay unplugged, in what I can only describe as paradise. The sky was almost cloudless, except for one, billowy puff every now and then,...