Yellow Flowers and the Leaves are Turning

Sunday sonnet

10 Stories, 10 Words, Written in Ten Minutes — Not!

A Wind Blown Day

A Rudder, a Tiller, and a Blue Horizon are All that I Ask For

Crime Always Pays — Chapter Sixty-One

Jacque struggled to breathe as Raven applied just enough pressure to make the offender uncomfortable.

The Doll Maker, #18 — “I think it was a cabin. There were lots of toys and books, and…”

Babies like to play in boxes.

Baby in a box. Photo by author.

A Spooky Hawaiian Moment

Spirits Are Among Us Every Moment

These Hard-Working Landscapers Don’t Just Pull Weeds — They Eat Them

I Ate 3 Burgers In 1 Day, But That Doesn’t Mean You Need To Do That

What works for one body doesn’t…

Unexpected Greeting-125

Of the unnatural kind

Why Public Apathy Is Every Inventor’s Nightmare

Why Are We Here?

Do you ever wonder why we exist?