Feb 2, 2019

Day 23

“When the masks be stridin’, there’s no use in hidin’, for the white-coats will find you today.” “If they’re here it’s your turn, resist and you’ll burn, face it; you’re…

Sep 16, 2018Sep 16, 2018

Father Sun and the Moon Mother

I have recently been taking part in a writing tournament in an online community of over 70,000 writers. Competitors started in a group of 32 and, after two rounds of…

Mar 30, 2018

Lady Luck

“Action is to you.” The words cut through the constant slosh-slosh of the paddle wheels and several sets of eyes turn to you. A waft of smoke burns your lungs…

Mar 25, 2018

Eleanor

I lowered the binoculars. A sip of coffee did nothing to wash down the taste of my failed past, nor did it dissolve the knuckle-like mass growing in my stomach.…