The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Four – The Brewer 18
Serial Fiction He concluded that was no good to run over the same old ground but to make something out of it. Since this was the first dream he had in years that...
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Shadow In The Night
Poem The night is calm, my heart is warm, beneath the trees a shadow lingers. But not the shadow of the past, nor the dread of many fears, nor the pain of thousand tears...
Focus Group; Solo
Spoken Word Never not stimulate my mind Never forget me not I’ll walk down halls with you too Only when a promise Folds inward Against the shore that a wave Crashed Lunar excuses go...
Gray on Gray
Haibun Calcified gray dust rests on the screen of the bathroom window. Staining the sight of turned, sagging leaves under a gray sky. Leaves that wait for the next deluge or tempest. third day...
I Am No Blank Slate
Poem He thought me a marble statue of the Ancient Greeks, admiring the soft sheet that silhouetted my curved form. I do not argue that I wear drapery elegantly, nor that I feel...
Ice Cream Fling
Short Story After briefly scanning the area of the Dairy Queen parking lot, Rachel pulled her car into the spot next to another car she assumed to be empty. Putting the car in...
The Whole Story
Poem So many facets, and yet there’s no sparkle, Only dull, darkening sides. I turn the heavy piece over and over, Searching for the truth it hides. But does it exist, an absolute answer?...
Another Aftermath
Haibun Bird songs, as I awake ahead of the alarm Headache: fruit of the prior day’s tension— or that extra glass of Burgundy Or another gift from that beloved team teacher I work through...
