The Frightening Beginning
Often the hardest part of a story is the beginning. There is an awkwardness in the uncertainty that makes the first words hard to come by. The writer sits and stares at the page, the […]
poetry
The Hand of Love
I thought I heard her in my ear, “My love, relax for I am here,” But alas I woke and knew it wrong, For there was nothing but the Siren’s song. The minute my feet […]
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To Find You (A Poem)
The cardinal has never said to the sky,”How is it that I embrace you?
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