13 Days …

I remember when I prayed

Grimesy’s awake. That bloke down there, razzing the young woman opposite our church, got his attention.

This hand I call mine pours the wine,

Un-scroll to understand in sand, feeling bottled up and buoyant Words will fail you

Christmas morning. A crime scene in chaos. Tenace couldn’t imagine a worse way to end his year. A couch covered in children’s tears, the…

Curator’s Commentary: It has been a long-held truth that the famous Christmas-time poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas (better known in common…

“It would be like not breathing, you see,” Chloe intoned drily from the drapes by the window. “I’ve spent a great deal of this life not…

A tale for naughty children

If only I could escape winter’s numbing touch — fade beneath the snow unnoticed, like a perennial awaiting Spring — aching to feel the…

A poem about seeking divinity on earth

I like the old dog best. The golden retriever, rheumaticky and grey-muzzled.

a writing prompt for 13 Days of Dark & Holy

Do any of these speak to you?

the gifts of the kings I give to you …

A writing prompt for 13 Days of Dark and Holy