The trail we followed was ancient, stretching back past the pages of history. Now only ghosts ... CONTINUED
Short poems about life and love
Land’s Edge
The moon hangs low over Pass-a-Grille Beach. Tourists crowd the few bars still open, their ... CONTINUED
Point to Point
We've grown used to happily-ever-afters rising from a crescendo mere moments before the credit ... CONTINUED
because it’s art?
maybe it's true that art should be serious or relevant (whatever that's supposed to ... CONTINUED
a kind of logic
there are moments when words plunge me deeper than any view or vista i've seen before, leading ... CONTINUED
in from the rain
the sound of heavy rain slapping leafy trees and the eaves of our old tin roof which sometimes ... CONTINUED
coming up for air
all endings burst forth from the smallest of seeds (often overlooked) until it's far too late ... CONTINUED
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