A watercolor painting of a snowman with a simple background from the archives, with gel added to the…
We live in the paradox of our existence. Our world is small compared to the universe. Even in…
This is the first poem I wrote for the ‘New Beginnings’ poetry challenge sponsored by 451 Press Poets…
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ under the night I walk under dark I stalk left alone in the cold twinkling stars are…
Twas the day before Thanksgiving, and all through the field. Every turkey was scurrying, unwilling to stop and…
