the screams of happy children no longer fill the air. all is still as multi- colored beach ... CONTINUED
Central Park
I walk through the park nearly every morning on my way to work. The birds are already milling ... CONTINUED
the world doesn’t need
the world doesn't need poets or painters or politicians. and it doesn't want your sorrow or ... CONTINUED
cherry blossoms (ii)
one blossom petal tossed on a breeze catches her parasol... for only a moment. ... CONTINUED
cherry blossoms (iii)
vincent had his sunflowers stacked proudly in big yellow vases but i'd prefer a spray of ... CONTINUED
innocence lost
through raindrops on the window the red lights refracted into a thousand speckles. outside, a ... CONTINUED
golden hours
the mid-june sun dips below a line of trees. low-flying clouds skip above tiled ... CONTINUED
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