a Childhood glance

Remember… Do you remember a time when a tan sun speckled mound– barely high to you and I but a … More

Frank

Frank curled up beside the dismal tawny pellet dish so callously thrown in from star-days ago. The gangly worker’s tiny … More

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Prose autore, poet of the Modernist Era, womanizer, lifelong starving Bohemian artist in Greenwich Village, and deemed “too beat” by … More

At this time of day – the time of sunrise – a stirring and rustling, a slew of bright … More

What is here? This life. This God. Creation beauty inhabiting every living and non-living soul of this planet. Dirt, ducks, … More