Category Archives: Creative writing

I sit on the dock watching the last glimmer of sunset fade just the way lightning flashes over the mountains silenced by distance and if you tell anyone to look it is too late so my sunset was gone but … Continue reading →

Ice that held the soil in its leprous grip is long gone, we have raked out the clotted layer of rotting leaves mulching the reluctant beds, that

On your face is etched full half my life; the other half is me I am the cause of that thin crease that arches like a soaring hawk