Shoots and Vines

I hope everyone has enjoyed what they have read so far. This group of authors, writers, and artists have wonderful working spirits. The sche...

Moth Landing on a photograph of my father, it must have thought the bulb of his scalp was a source of light; just as for years I thought the...

The Source Now that grandfather’s tumors have started collapsing the timbers of his organs, his body has started to stink. Nurses hold their...

Winter You cannot dream of winter happening because it is always there in the background, whatever month it is. Walking along a pier in Augu...

You shake me up to watch my mind fall in flakes, your amusement. No longer content to be the drowned figurine, feet glued to winter scene n...

I Believe in Public Transportation @#$%...@#$&…&$%@! I can’t listen to the music, The sweet flowing music Because of the trains, The...

Crossed Eyes The rivalry blossomed over time, as they became aware of the other's deficiencies. It led to a murder-suicide (which doesn...