The Gloaming
It is that time in vacation when you are nearing the ready […]
It is that time in vacation when you are nearing the ready […]
Carrying the boat from the bay to the dock was harder […]
He ran late because that’s his personality and he just didn’t realize […]
At breakfast this morning, one of the waitstaff wore a black and […]
“O beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern, impassioned stress A thoroughfare for […]
The numbers keep climbing, and as my father says, “It’s better than […]
I wonder about it sometimes, why we argue. Why we invest emotion […]
When I was a child, my mother sewed cloth name tags into […]
The male peacock is the one with the colors, as it struts […]
The opening fuzzy ache of the electric guitar, followed by the undulating […]
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