The Autumn People (A Ghost Story)
(For Erik) I had always known there was a realm other than ours. I have felt and seen
Read more(For Erik) I had always known there was a realm other than ours. I have felt and seen
Read moreMy Keyhole Garden The end of concrete sits the Petunias, a lavender petal points to the left from Maple freshly
Read moreTherapy in Winter Sometimes in our lives we find ourselves falling deep within memory. Like during a Christmas snow. This
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Read moreA Return to a Childhood Comic Book Store When young my mom would take me to the store. Where I
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Read more(Lake Tahoe Ghost Story) 1. Grandpa never talked much. Most of my memory was of me watching him
Read moreThe Struggles of a New Job So out with the old and in with the new they say, the
Read moreA Back Country Backpacking Trip With My Son The depths we’ll go to find ourselves in woods, to park
Read moreTo Find a Way Up From Underwater So many hours spent in staring up from this cold place of
Read moreNoxious Weeds of Washoe Focusing on unhealthier practice we found ourselves out in the garden’s weeds. Our gloved hands deep
Read moreI. A STORY Try not to tell this story so you can weave these words in the hereafter. II. MY
Read moreMorning fell upon Hannah’s feet. She ran out into sunlight fast as her legs would take her, to greet a
Read moreTruth in its ever-changing form, to nourish a malnourished frame, took shape from that of a pear with tender
Read moreSome animals liberate days, and then many nights, lazily grazing, playing in sweet soft greenery of spring, in its bright
Read moreof vision from road, an Elm tree shaking wind like me, with branched fingers pointing around this bend where lives
Read moreOur Short Walk When first we met across the street, a
Read moreCity Trove … Somewhere under a ragged bush a tall boy beer
Read moreMt. Rental Haiku … Weathered old wood bench with painted rocks
Read moreThe Dinner table, brilliantly lit landscape… A contact light from electric soft glow, incandescent over our home, our nights. Moonlight
Read moreOur memories of the small, yet tall delights,
Read moreTo sit upon this wooden chair and stare above into the clouds whose passing wings do stretch like doves to
Read moreHe felt drowned in his darkness of cold willow shade and death. He slouched on his rocking chair with his
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