Now that night has come the world takes a breath and sits back an old couple together trees stand black gated sentries by the occasional window. The mounded woods are silent but at the corners in the wet hollows peepers … Continue reading →
This still needs some tumbling but here it goes for now: April’s heavy clouds, oppose fluorescent maples bright yellow willows with sun or no the trees above rich greens first sparks no heat yet a welcome light
She came, needing to buy a replacement for something broken — accidentally, unfortunately, sadly — and then she began to weep, her husband, not dead six days would have known how to fix it how to do all those things … Continue reading →
Well into April, the morning is light pouring up from wet ground, shining as tall ancient trees which shone out silver and gold across a newer world. Now these lesser trees, though leafless gleam bright in slanted day. The willows … Continue reading →
After a day – and I mean a full working kind of day – drawing people at the mall: Today I drew page after page of people, many many people walking, sitting, talking leaning, holding hands people. I drew them … Continue reading →
It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.
