ProseAmerican Mistress

  It was odd what had come over Jake’s parents. Usually they argued. Sometimes violently. But this morning…

PoetryDawn of a Dove

Chirping hummingbirds with wriggling flies, Dancing butterflies to carefree crows, blossoming florets and awaken shrubs, They wonder, they…

PoetryNightscape

  Fog horns sound though air soaked in blackness. All evening long listening to hiss of trucks, cars.…

PoetryWinter Warriors

I have examined the night sky. Seen appear the moon, stars, and meteors. During winter’s freeze, Orion, lost…

The Fire

  In the cooling air of the lingering dusk, the flames from the fire-pit clawed higher The steps…