"Wrap the moth in a white linen cloth," she said. "Carry it to the water's edge, then set it ... CONTINUED

With a meditative mindset I sit before a pristine sheet of paper, the smooth, wooden brush ... CONTINUED

i used to test the flame of candles by pinching them out between thumb and forefinger. or hold ... CONTINUED

A heavy rain slaps relentlessly against the shutter's slats anchored down tight against a summer ... CONTINUED

hands held high, she wheels and turns lost in dance. or, more truly found. in a blur the ... CONTINUED

night disrobes before me, layer by layer. shade by shade. through drawn curtains she draws me ... CONTINUED

The first time I saw her she ordered a Caramel Macchiato. Venti. No whipped cream. And as the ... CONTINUED