Robert PettusFootprints in the SnowIt was New Year’s Eve. It was colder than shit. The pavement was unobstructed even though dry, powdery white snow floated peacefully down…Jun 21Jun 21
Robert PettusThrowed up the MountainEdward Marsh stood atop the massive, rounded stone which leaned outward from the mud of the riverbank to the pool below. Peering over the…Oct 26, 2023Oct 26, 2023
Robert PettusWalls. Singing Bushes.If walls could talk maybe they could have alerted someone as Alex lay sprawled out convulsing on the carpet spewing saliva across his face…Apr 18, 2023Apr 18, 2023
Robert PettusPeter and His CityEvery night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. I watched them from my thirteenth-floor balcony, the…Apr 7, 2023Apr 7, 2023
Robert PettusTemporal AgoraStepping out of the black, swirling portal, I removed immediately my coat and tie, unzipped my trousers and kicked aside my shoes, tossing…Apr 7, 2023Apr 7, 2023