Time Machine Clouds
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com She’s scared of me I can tell. Not that I’ll do some horrible damage. But...
Creative Writing
The Gravy Canoe of Wild Wyoming – 5
In the toiled tick-tock of a fat blue dusk, Steel Brandenburg III stood at the stove in the kitchen of...
The Gravy Canoe of Wild Wyoming – 3
Steel Brandenburg III sat at his desk in the newsroom of the Berlin (Wyoming) Daily Times. The cursor on his...
The Air of Crows
Photo by Douglas Henrique Marin dos Santos on Pexels.com A misty green jungle glowleaves me melancholy highat mid-morning sighthe curtains...
Beloved Fury
With bloodWith guiltI scurry beneath yet another moon,another field of grassesswaying in a nighttime breezehowling and empty,like a heart away...
King of Dropolis
An anguished chill hurts the night kingthe moans of traffic dissect the interstatelonely bellows of travelers of midnight passageand me,...
The Gravy Canoe of Wild Wyoming – 2
The dining of the great meal took place casually in chairs and on a soft sofa in the living room...
