stories & poems, my sparks coming out of the shadows
The static of careless voices has always fogged the edges where humans congregate.They seem louder now, lying about propriety,saying it…
‘Darkness’ has entered my thoughtsspilled from my mouthin ways far from the essence of truth.
James Comey Standing in for Any One of Us
Dianne, I’ll direct this to you.Yes, because you’re a woman.
Streetlamp, Spider, Quilt
One Hundred Word Story #37