via Wrestling the Blue
via Wrestling the Blue
“The child is both a hope and a promise for mankind,” Maria Montessori. A letter and a packaged for me arrived a few days ago…
“When you are old and gray and full of sleep and nodding by the fire… ” I will take the book from your shaky hands…
via Thursday poetry and short story competition #4 : the results!
via Thursday poetry and short story competition #4
So the myth unfolds here From pages marred with brushstrokes of ocean The beleaguered boat sloshing to shore In a brawny gyre Upon these waves,…
The tan man from Violent Shadow Magazine writes in hieroglyphics and speaks in the glib tongue of entertainment. His lean shadow shimmers in neon and…
The landscape has turned into a carpet of crows, winter desperate. Then, there are your eyes. Obsidian, but bright, gleaming like a cotton field in…
When he got the news that day, his mother had said, “Quick, go to your room.” The look on her face Ashen and strained. His…
Dear Louise, I want you to know It’s okay here at the corner of Arbor & Third where the English ivy vines and cannas warble…