They built their cities on the edge of the sea in a time when the sun smoldered long casting shades of fury upon the land…
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The crisp night… spellbinding shutters thrown open courting the cool, night air Alone in Ardley House potions of poison and promise simmer and intercepted are…
Impeccable and pinstriped at the cotton candy machine with an aristocratic turn of the wrist watch check late train flecking a speck of dust off…
In a pool of liquid gold evening melts on the horizon a feathered angel swims into the fading light amidst the soft rustle of fall…
If someone had told Greg Taylor that he’d be rewriting the history of Ironic Things Laced with Rock Music lyrics one day, he wouldn’t have…
These downtown streets are like broken promises spilling into the surrounding neighborhood. They are like pathways bordering an interrupted fantasy. They are arteries skirting the…
In this sapphire blue ocean day swim turns determined striking out barrier island disappearing behind Distant sandbar rising up as if Poseidon positioned it right…
I was nominated for the One Lovely Blog award by my friend Mek, a talented writer at 1000 Hours Left. I would like to thank…
At fifteen, I found myself intricately studying the architecture of hamburgers and following the instructions of my uncle regarding the assembly and appearance of such…
My mind drifts from the still life in landscape painted in oil breaking up the melancholy of cursed rooms to the center of the hospital…