Shadowed
Samantha was so weak as she lay dying in the hospital that it was a monumental effort to keep her eyes closed. It was easier to stare listlessly at the fern in her window as her lungs gurgled. Her eyesight … Continue reading Shadowed
Firethorn
The officer glowered at the snow-clad, bright orange berries of the firethorn bush growing up the side of the abandoned house. Despite its name, the heavy snow had settled unmelted into the cracks and crannies of the heavily laden branches, … Continue reading Firethorn
Privilege
What spider is this, Caught between two panes of glass? Why is it here, Where so many people pass? Asymmetrical, Legs colored like oranges. Disturbing, unnerving, still. What are those lumps on its appendages? What camera is this, Reflected in … Continue reading Privilege
Fire
Someone started a fire in my backyard. It wasn’t obvious at first. It smoldered out of sight among the roots. It burned away the flowers’ vitality. It left in its wake the brittle brown shadows of plants. It climbed slowly, … Continue reading Fire
I’ve Traveled During COVID
Interstate road tripping. Air travel. National parks. Quarantine. My experiences and observations while traveling in 2020. Continue reading I’ve Traveled During COVID
Experiments in Writing – Epic Poetry
The poem below has been sitting on my computer for a year, and I decided it was finally time to let it go. I wasn’t tweaking it and I didn’t want to risk messing up the meter I’d established if … Continue reading Experiments in Writing – Epic Poetry
Experiments in Writing – Flash Fiction
I’m writing this at a very late hour and I need to be up ridiculously early tomorrow. Forgive me any ramblings, typos, or grammar mistakes. Short form seems to be the way to go for me right now, so I’ve … Continue reading Experiments in Writing – Flash Fiction
Discarded
A lilac discarded in a stream. Abandoned, forgotten, like a dream. Too heavy to move, too fragile to last, This vibrant once-dream will fade into the past. One by one its petals will fall, be carried away To decay In … Continue reading Discarded
Hiatus
On pause as I visit family this week. More next Friday. Continue reading Hiatus
Metaphor
On my back I see the elite of the forest, a select scattering of eye-catching sun-dappled green on blue, supported beneath by dark, anonymous branches. I sit up and my view scrolls to see branches merge into trunks overshadowed by … Continue reading Metaphor
Staring Out A Window 