An uncomfortable familiarity, hangs heavy above.  Swirling mysteries rise, trapped forever between.          Memories; of what used to…
Sometimes you have to walk away… Chapter 3 began taking shape in my mind following a conversation with…
Am I dead in this life? I am alive in the next? Do I come alive after I…
Sharing another poem from the recent writing challenge to my writing group at work to write a…
It’s summer time and daytime temperatures are soaring, so let’s talk about the heat. Not in the usual…
Maleko ©2012          9×7 inches Original drawing colored pencils on white paper, edited using PicMonkey Royal wings in flight…
