Among the days which scatter across the week, I keep going back to an image in my head. Not sure … More
Tag: creative writing
Like a Grove of Oranges
There’s this man, and I don’t know, let’s say his name is Dean. Well, one day – let’s say, um, … More
Nightingale
A man wakes up lost. Around him, trees – tall as mountains – they block out the sky. The man … More
Gala on the Grimcoast
I watch Abe under the eaves of night. We’re outside, on the balcony of an opulent estate, just beyond the … More
Winter Wind and the Hay Man
The farmer plodded through the rooms of his home. The sun not fully showing yet, the world outside was washed … More
The Baby Apollonia
Christmas Eve on the bridge, and a star in the north, blazing behind the fog. God looked down into the … More
The Orange Bulb and Mama
The dog slept at the bottom of the bed, on top of the little girl’s covered feet. She was warm … More
