Jillian SkoczylasNotes from the Side Margin №5For the past week I’ve felt a creative void. Even though thoughts have peaked my interest and I jot them down, the spark just flickers and…Jun 13, 20171Jun 13, 20171
Jillian SkoczylasNotes from the Side Margin №4I often wonder who I would be if none of it happened.Jun 5, 2017Jun 5, 2017
Jillian Skoczylasinthe CafeHow to Count StarsIf I had to guess, I would say it was 2:00 am in the depth of winter. My thick, handmade quilt draped over me, protecting me from the frost…May 29, 20175May 29, 20175
Jillian SkoczylasNotes from the Side Margin, №3He is alive with the heat of summer air,May 22, 2017May 22, 2017
Jillian SkoczylasinThoughts And IdeasNotes From the Side Margin, №2Today wasn’t an easy day.May 15, 20171May 15, 20171
Jillian SkoczylasNotes From the Side MarginAs the week comes to a close, I realized that I have nothing to offer.May 8, 2017May 8, 2017
Jillian Skoczylasinthe CafeAnchors AweighIn memory of my Papa, from his “Little Gilligan”.Apr 30, 2017Apr 30, 2017
Jillian Skoczylasinthe CafeLight RainDawn peeks through a screen of clouds,Apr 24, 20171Apr 24, 20171
Jillian Skoczylasinthe CafeStaticSome days, I am trapped in the middle of nothing.Apr 10, 2017Apr 10, 2017
Jillian Skoczylasinthe CafeDrainpipeIt’s almost 1:00 AM, but the city you live in now is all but silent. The streets are kissed with neon lights and sharp shadows that move…Apr 2, 2017Apr 2, 2017