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...
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...
“I think we need to talk, Charles.” Valerie said, getting up from her seat by the window, she gave her husband a look that Kevin couldn’t quite decipher. Kevin was left sitting on the...
Serial Fiction Novel Like the Old Masters depicting fictitious scenes, he also had a contemporary literary source. A giant boulder against a tiny rabbit, he thought. Fighting to death among giant watermelons! He smiled...