As you lay this body down, down on cold hard forest ground-- split it open and salt inside, cut out spots where demons hide. Grind the bones to make your bread and forget about your empty bed. A wolf circles-- your quiet crypt keeper to greet this new death like winter's Reaper. Falling leaves will … Continue reading April 2 : Winter
The following is a creative non-fiction assignment from the prompt: season, time of day, time of year, month, etc. It’s that time again. Winds are turning to breezes and cold is turning to cool. My pens are doing more daydreaming than homework. Two days after a snowfall, I’m baring shoulders and shins. Woolen caps … Continue reading Blackbird
Typewriter Moon 