Perhaps Tonight
Perhaps tonight she will come to me. I’ll stand at the sink, washing the same mug over and over, just to glance out the window and up the lane, toward the highway.
Exile and Return
I figure being dead couldn’t be much different from this. I feel my soul shrinking as my clothing dissolves into rags.
Bartle and the King’s Corkscrew Collection
The King had an Open Door policy, and no one took greater advantage of it than Bartle. In the Castle, there were several lobbies and halls that were open to the public at all times; and on any given day there were usually other galleries and salons open as well. Bartle was a frequent visitor. He…
Peril and the Magic Spyglass
Perilandor’s town was in deadly danger from an evil mist that crept into the valley from the north and froze all it touched. He grabbed a few essentials and fled with his father, unable to locate his mother, sister, or brother before the lethal cloud closed in on his home. They scaled the eastern slope to…
All I Cannot Offer
I was returning from my morning fishing ritual when I came across a badly wounded duck huddled at the edge of the lake. I like an early-morning fish, whenever I get up early enough, which is not often. It’s my favorite time of day, the lake is my favorite place, fishing my favorite pastime. It…
A Wonder Of Feeling 