Searching, For What We Already Have
The Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz already had what he was searching for – a brain. He…
Forgotten Sunshine
A quick little 50 word short story, where the last line came to me first. Any resemblence to…
Lost…Thoughts… Stuck
Lost, in between the moments of here and now. My thoughts, are heavy with indecision burdened by doubts….
Painted Futures
We paint our future In muted abstract hues From memories we thought long ago forgotten In bold mindless…
Chasing the Sun
Like the winds that blow unceasingly. Down the corridors of our fragile minds. Never to return. It is…
Distracted Reflections
My reflection, softly floats on the surface of mirrored glass, staring back at me. It only takes, a…