nothing
it’s midnight, but no stars shine with a thick blanket of clouds poised overhead. my window is open, yet no sea-scented breezes...
No Small Things
I once heard that if you don’t do small things, you’ll never do big things when the time comes. It might have...
fireflies (ii)
a wooden bowl forgotten on the patio and filled with rainwater mirrors the moon peeking between clouds above a grove of black...
water memory
some believe that water knows all things washed by rain, and holds as treasure jetsam tossed into its cold depths which sediments...
budget cuts
there was a time when you could set your watch to the 5:57 amtrak as it rumbled through the only crossing in...
sink or swim
i. she played a mermaid, once, in a made for TV movie. the ratings weren’t great, in case you’re curious, making it...
not lost on me
i. raven hair, a sacred crown cascading in thick torrents down the nape of her neck. hunched over, she pours over the...
with a shrug
at the end of our road a rusted metal fence holds a faded “dead end” sign hanging askew. beyond, dead trees bleached...