Art, Writing, & Music

Poetry & Prose

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.
— Neil Gaiman
  • To Do, Keep Doing, Never Done

    A forgotten friend no longer nibbles or nuzzles / Until under my net / Flowers fetched by force / Day’s ended / Dive, delete, undo / Delve deep / Senses dumbed, dampened, dead / Then dawn draws / To do / Keep doing / Never done

  • Alliterative Allegory

    Unassuming suburban family struggling for supper / Scratched mini-van in the drive, vinyl siding, a simple venue / Michael emails Mary of motherhood and another mouth to feed / Accusations yelled angrily across the house / A belly full of worry, wonder, and wishes…

    …finish reading on Medium…

  • Time to Sleep

    It’s hard for me to wind down. I wish I didn’t have to sleep. That would be my superpower if I could choose one. I’d get energy from… anything boring like sitting through yet another person reading their PowerPoint deck…

    …finish reading on Medium…

  • As the Birds Do

    I’ve lived in this town my whole life, and most of the time that’s fine by me. But in late fall when the sky fills with birds migrating south for the winter, traveling thousands of miles, I get homesick for places I’ve never been…

    …finish reading on Medium…

  • Winter W/ Old Smokey

    The wind whispered through the dark, empty trees. Winter was coming, and with winter came beauty and quiet, but also sleeplessness and discomfort… While Fall was my favorite season, it always felt tinged by what was coming next…

    …finish reading on Medium…

  • A Thick Silence

    At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we'd struck it rich… We stood there until the sound of his car faded. To nothing. Not just no vehicle, but nothing. No birds or frogs or crickets. An eery black silence, as thick as the black coming out of the ground…

    …finish reading on Medium…

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