Snapshot

It must've been a long walk. The sky was grey and we ran after seagull feathers as you promised to teach us calligraphy.
Cherry

Picturing myself in the mountains, 10,000 miles away

I share a feather duvet with the headmistress of the local primary school

Timekeeping

Your storey block is like a Jenga tower In a game well played.

No Title

Your over-the-top love ferments in my stomach erodes innards strips layers from my heart and eventually spews out gnaws at your thick skin seeps in any crevice or orifice

Southern Coastal Maine

Southern Coastal Maine Mon.-7/20-Buffalo,N.Y.

PRAYER - FOR CHINESE EARTHQUAKE VICTIMS

I believe everyone, of all faiths should pray for those victims of terrible tragedies, causing such grief in families.

A Child's Faith

A short love story about losing a loved one, yet not forgetting the memories.

RIGHT FOOT, LEFT FOOT jogging story

The slap, slapping of my jogging feet is loud on the sidewalk. Over and over they repeat as a frenetic drummer during his First Nations ‘Pow Wow’ gathering.

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