Tom

November 4, 2018 MG, Short Stories by Tom

I asked to be filled with what I need to know. I was instructed to write this down, and share it as it was offered. Tears. You are I are shrouded in white. You have […]

Round Peg, Round Hole (A Conversation at the Altar Stone)

November 4, 2018 Book, MG, Short Stories by Tom 2 Comments

So, I’ve walked. I’ve walked a hundred million miles, sometimes wearing shoes that will never fit and sometimes wearing no shoes at all. Life, for me, is a varying degree of shelter and openness, of solitude and a deep desire for my soul’s companion.

Red Cardinal

November 2, 2018 MG, Poetry by Tom

I may be biased, but this may be the best poem I have ever written.

The Mask (A Nightmare)

November 2, 2018 Book, Short Stories by Tom 2 Comments

From the end, there was such a beginning. I was sitting on the bottom of a clear pool just enjoying the serenity and weightlessness. The way the waves painted sunlight where I sat added to […]