haiku i
one hour past sunset — even the crows have found their way home...
november night
over scattered rooftops and skeletal trees brush-stroked clouds of lavender and deepest blue drift imperceptibly past the moon on this cold november...
soldier (with a cigarette)
with a smile she recounts the shot which felled two men as they begged on bended knees for some reprieve. such singular...
crack of dawn
under gray skies wisps of smoke climb in lazy circles before getting lost in layers of cold air stretching miles above slanted...
morning rush hour
with a lurch the train shudders from the station moving slowly at first and then gaining speed picks up the pace as...
below zero
bathed in early morning moonlight a lone rabbit scuttles over thin layers of crusty snow blanketing my lawn and pausing beneath an...
pull the thread
should you dare follow the collective threads running from now into then carefully tracing each knot and line scrupulously (without keeping score...
group chat
the world tunes into gurus of their own choosing and with wild abandon echoes empty platitudes with hashtag abundance as a poor...