I remember dreaming that I was running around a horrible, burned landscape. I was trying to find people alive, like I was supposed to. But there were no people at all and, when I came back to my owner, she sent me away angrily. “Go away, useless mutt,” Be...
Sailing dreams with the wind between beneath the moonlight on dolphin wings listening to the waters of bottlenose bluenecks raising fins to the themes sailing dreams
From the shaker's vault and the veins of salt in nature's frame a leaf about to fall from the tree of life listening to the voices of humanity's reign in nature's frame from the shaker's vault
Dashing through the snow on a bright red sled he goes carrying a sackful of berries to everyone he knows. Fa la la la la! Fa la la la la! He’s flying through the trees past sparkling evergreens to all the deer little girls and boys in their Christmas drea...
At first, it seemed like a normal day. The sun was shining, and the sky was blue. I waited patiently for Betty to get up and take me out to pee. We trotted along quite normally. I met my friends, the brown dog who always had a ball in her mouth and the go...
I could have painted these pages with our picturesque potential Quivering with each written word as if it were a brushstroke ever so essential Carefully crafting every artistically assembled prose without a single exhale Sweat would have trickled down my...
My new owners were called Betty and Joe. They were much older than Jack and Lizzie and there were no children to play with, but they had a bigger house, and, in this place, I wasn’t kept in the yard. I could go anywhere, pretty much, except I soon learned...
It was the largest department store in the city, with the food department covering most of the ground floor. And it was there that I had taken up a part-time job on the Saturdays of my final year in college. Quite a comfortable little job loading bakery s...
Hello! My tail is wagging just thinking about meeting you! I’m Lottie, and I’m a golden retriever! You might be thinking, how can a golden retriever possibly hold a pen, or type? Well, don’t be scared or sad when I tell you this, but the truth is, I’m wri...
It smelled like winter and smoked meat outside as a gray curtain of clouds shimmered across the naked night sky to veil the waning moon. “You need to relax and trust the process or it won’t work” “I’m trying to, honest!” “ I didn’t say ‘try’, I said ‘trus...
Harboring the memories in nectarine nocturnes when we were young and courted lemons plucked tenderly that held a scent of nature's beyond touched by the breath of soft mellow winds in nectarine nocturnes
Seamless shadows and motions nature's shillelagh trees in the sod where notions of voices dwell with sorcery whispering gales silently from fragile demitasse changing seasons' magic to bestow a scared breath of floating leaves with sorcery whispering gale...
A young woman in faded jeans, a tattered sweater, holding a baby on her hip, walked into the local community center. She made her way down the narrow hall and into the tiny office where two women were sitting, chatting and drinking coffee. The office mana...
I sat with my dad on the verge of the road, near the car. The night was cold and clear and the stars were falling like rain. "I wonder if there are other worlds," said dad, "Or if this is the only one?" The next day we visited the observatory. We stood in...
In my mind's unkempt places of metaphors and stereophones before brushing my teeth with the silence of time getting louder turning the night out as I sleep whispering to a quilt beast walking quieter than my feet as it fades to a powder with a length of m...
