Giving Thanks – Part Two
Short Story The warmth of the sun caressed Patrick’s face and he opened his eyes. Through the thatching of the roof, beams of light split the room into segments. For a moment he...
Tagged: healing
Explosions In The Pen
Poem Bring me salvation in the pen. In well wishes scribbled out On the back of leftover napkins. Watch the ink blot out Radiant explosions. The letters may never say What we hoped....
