i could have stayed there for days amid dune grass bent by a breeze blowing in from the ... CONTINUED

waiting for a cab, drenched. arm raised, they parade past me up three lanes of ... CONTINUED

a thick blanket of purple-gray clouds crowd the horizon with flashes of burnt umber peeking ... CONTINUED

black hiking boots caked in dried mud wait by the back door. outside, a november gale rattles ... CONTINUED

Waves of heavy rain splatter against the window. Low rumbles of distant thunder rattle my ... CONTINUED

a summer sunshower drenched us to the bone. your white linen dress no longer hid bare ... CONTINUED

come close my love and forget cruel ocean which sought to drown our flame beneath cold ... CONTINUED