I think it was dusk, a piss-and-gray dull light that didn’t cast shadows. I believe I remember the spot; the broken pavement leading to the…
Musings, poetry, and cats
I think it was dusk, a piss-and-gray dull light that didn’t cast shadows. I believe I remember the spot; the broken pavement leading to the…
The sun shone bright and clear that day, warming us, in an autumn sky high and blue. We had nothing left to plan, no more…
Standing on the shore, waves lapping at my feet, the ocean—turquoise, teal, aqua, white caps of waves—reaching toward infinity, meets the bright blue sky, made…
It was hot last weekend, Labor Day, the last weekend before the schools started a new year. The humidity hung in the air like steam,…
“What are you wearing?” (Nearly sneering, a trap.) “Um.” Stalling, She looked down at her own body. A soft white t-shirt, grey sweatpants with…