Black oily feathers fall from the sky like a broken umbrella spinning awry twisting and turning then soaring a while … Continue reading The Crow
Encountering Millennials Mom is 86, a child of the Greatest Generation, and shopping in Bed, Bath, And Baskets. She is … Continue reading Encountering Millennials
With fragile hands that once were strong she plucks the heavy fruit from the knotted branch and fills her basket … Continue reading Cherry Pie.
If pain had a face it would look much like the one in the reflection in the window pane staring … Continue reading The Reflection
Never fear– for all those fleeting moments in the night beneath the flames of your desire that burned brighter than … Continue reading Never Fear
Chapter I – The Phantom of Rock I’ve come to hate my body and all that it requires of me … Continue reading Hard Rock Candy (an excerpt – wip)
She is in full bloom A crimson flower with arms outstretched and reaching up to the Son A living example … Continue reading Mother