Clear skies — I bow eastinto a running stream. Thisis how summer lasts.
Posts published in “Fiction”
I danced into the maelstrom as if the sun, herself, had invited me in
Basking in the dreamy shade of twilight’s bloom, I try to find my way back to you.
As I clean my hands in the river, butterflies appear by the pheasants we hung, as seasons quickly change. I hear the chair rocking and…
Chomp. That’s the sound you made back then. Back when we used to eat all of the potatoes together. Or potats. That’s what we called…
I am living with a boulder’s resistance to weathering.
a thunderstorm echoing far away
rain clouds coalescing above
Dusk tinted the sky purple as the sun slowly crept its way below the horizon. The ruins of the fallen city cast long shadows across…
