Here We Shine!!…In line with my resolve to try and keep a journal of my published work here, I would like to share with you my recent publication. My “Sc…
a little bubble of joy…A blissful birthday present from the universe was sent my way while I was in LA. I checked my email and was told that one of my stories …
Door Ajar…Toxic-Tony I called him.The zingers he flung at me on a regular basis cut, tore and ground like broken grass into my fragility. Another d…
A Little Journey…It is a little known fact, in the human world, that flowers are actually capable of intelligence…
Real Friend…For danger lies in the minds of those who only hear one voice. That is far too much power for anyone to have over another life.
The Gift of Tears and Love…Tears! Small, large, sitting, flowing, running. As I sat and watched the day’s event unfold I was amazed at the depth of emotions now…
Ebb and Flow…I hate to fly, but I love the airport. It is a microcosm of humanity. Here I feel the gentle ebb and flow of human nature in its most…
Hole…The stench of asshole permeates through these streets and it sticks to you and changes you.
One More Day of Waiting…She felt small – a wish in a well, a dust mote in a sunbeam. She knew she flared, but her size made the flash go unseen. People passed he…
Wordless Ghosts Speak to Me in the Language of Jasmine…...clinging to his wordless silhouette
Bathtubs and Bottles: the context…I missed Miette’s conspiring and I swore the noises of the past left marks. So I spent much of my time singing to myself, silencing them…
Summertime Sundays.…Summertime Sundays were his favorite days. Families rushing around to get to this place and that, church bells ringing through the day an…