In the North Carolina piedmont, the fingers of autumn are starting to creep into the everyday.
I’m looking forward to the Fall…this descent into reflection and the gathering up of things…
Tag Archives: writing
Enough – a poem
A poem about someone very special from the past. Nonfiction.
Necessary – a short story
Ru’man Kreylur blinked twin eyelids against the glare of the ruddy sun and, feeling a touch of whimsy, imagined its radiation seeping through the glass barrier into his body. There was warmth and there was pain as his body changed, molded, mutated, into the smaller and softer body of a human…
A Life Unpolished 