Life, Worlds and Transitions

Blue Morning

Is It For Real?

The morning is blue and full of light, too much light for my eyes, light through my…

Thanks for the Pancakes

A Lakota Tribute to Gratefulness

A Story on Family, Beer and…

I’ll Be Dreaming Soon

A Tale of the Freedom Tunnel

Recounting New York City’s History…

We’re The Last Ones

Life in Louisiana’s Atchafalaya Swamps — A Day of Crab Fishing, Cajun Speaking and…

No End

About the Last Men

I am a reality machine. I don’t write for finding peace. There is no peace where I am…

Dog Green

Omaha Beach, June 6, 1944

Inbreak

Talk to Me

I’m home and I stare at the turned off TV screen in silence. Laura is finishing some paperwork for…

The Pursuit of Sense

About Art and Artists

How Should it Begin?

Opening Lines