Once upon a time we had a tiny elevator that took us up to the two top floors of a four story building on 80th Street. This was time…
Eve freed her mind. She let everything go. Four counts in, hold four, exhale four, hold four, inhale…
From Eve — A Semiotic novel. VOLUME TWO. VOLUME ONE is published and available here.
Try as he might, Adam could get nowhere with Eve’s songs. She said the right things but they did not work musically. He had moved from playing guitar as a boy to…
Eve traipsed, quite literally, from the Boulder City library to the Vale where she found Adam bent…
The three walked back toward town. Mark said goodbye when they reached his place…
“Well,” Eve said brightly, “this way is narrow but if we squeeze we can walk three abreast.” She…
“This is going to be fun,” Eve said. She and Adam continued hand in hand down the hill past the post…
The more meanings, the more import.
Each day is risk each second nanosecond just then nope right now
