Additional Shots
By: Iris P. Concepcion

My bookshelf. See the titles.They are sleeping atop each other. Amis,Mailer,Jong. Updike occupies one line, beside Roth (the Eric Roth tip was exceptional---Only Zuckermann and Rabbit and myself know the ties that bind this particular thread). The glass cracked, that is the update on my bookshelf.

The Eliot book is the best gift I received last year.I reread this like I am Energizer Bunny and feels euphoric just seeing,as opposed to glaring, the pencilled annotations.

The ducks are truly pretty. They do not have a leader so they walked in different directions. But in that arrowless world of theirs,they seemed happy being ducks, with a ricefield and great sky as their witnessing background. I was doing my morning exercise and saw these little swimming flock going on board the land. Cute.

That's a sandwich. Egg sandwich. I was chewing and took its last breath, before it went down my mouth. Brain's gotta love the caption.

Plateing,being,a painting on a plate. This is my plate and it really looks like a Christmas card.