Lachlan – Part Four
Short Story There was something in the bath. Henry looked up and saw a dark shape moving behind the shower curtain. There was a deep guttural humming, and splashing and squelching and slapping. Henry...
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The Price of Life
Poem About Life They still pick his pieces off the pavement, Careen. Puzzle pieces pick such somber songs. Astonished explanations, all strewn insides, vacant Empty manhood. Cheating mothers leave only nothing. Here he flies...
My Captain
Love Poem I saw you gliding o’er the water, rowing in a steady, slow rhythm toward the place on the sand where I stood, in the white wash of the words you whispered...
Returning Epiphanies
I re-read a chapter of Zen Spirit, Christian Spirit. All my objections forgotten, as a message I’ve discovered and lost so often returns yet again. My own conflicted nature evaporates like so much dew...
