I use to dream of standing in a river, a liquid breeze caressing my bare legs, the sound of the river rolling by as it dampened the sound of a nearby highway. Eyes focused upon the end of my line much like a wading heron would, waiting for some hint that fish were here before … Continue reading Dreams

Newly Wed

Mid-day, mid-week. A polished cement floor. Stationary cart like a stationary skater of ice. A window from one life to another provides a glimpse of understanding. Much too old to be required to be in school. Far too young to no longer have a need to be at work. A list held like an instruction … Continue reading Newly Wed