I Control those that I wish to remember. Where I brand their worth into my skin, To carry them upon my shoulders, with me till the end.
Prologue to the current novel I’m planning, so I probably will use the characters for daily prompts sometimes. All the old cronies stories begin the same… Read more “Lost to Fire”
I dream of times we always stood side-by-side on the roads shoulder deafened by the buffeting wind careful to feel one another’s warmth I wonder sometimes to… Read more “Roadside”
My Mother’s Tree My mother told me once that the trees could speak if I chose to listen. She told me that there was much I could… Read more “My Mother’s Tree”