Hazy reflections of a dreamier existence,linger in the back of their mindsThey…
I don’t know how it started, but after thinking about it, I’m guessing it had to do with those purple flowers the guys dared me to…
Huffing and sweating, the priest arrived at the parish office to see the old…
I amthese days it appearsattractive to young menattracted too, of course, but that’s not newsand not newsworthy: young men are…
The empty street echoes the empty heatWind swept, the street in the dying nightSilence whistles, hollow and coldOld…
The green grass tickled Ashley’s pale bare toes as she casually stepped across the empty field. There was not much happening on this lazy, hot summer afternoon. Forty-two days until the beginning of the fourth grade.
Girl unfinished,unfettered, standsunshackling