HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

The Calling His cold hands carrying flowers upon the path along the cliffs up to the main peak overlooking the sea continual winds he rememb...

Beneath the Shadows Blades of grass and wildflowers, we scribe, forever in the shadows of great white pines and giant sequoias, hovering hun...

  A Man Returns to the Scene of Where it Happened A scream.  He must have heard it. Waves of anguish ripple through a sky hemorrhaging orang...

I walked into a shadow. I found my mother there. Age is no longer a factor. Though memory leaves a feeling of 98.5 years. But what do shadow...

I met a woman in the wilderness Crouched beside a fire, Tearing off bits of rope And throwing them into the pit. I asked, "What are you...

On Actaeon If you speak a single word of what you have seen, here at this indigo pool, of your shame and of your threat on my integrity- whe...