1 Christie was a small girl–a modest 5-footer who had deceivingly slender legs that people thought she was taller. As she turned into a “real lady” at… Read more “Noah was still a little puppy”
She had left it without farewell, without assurance of when she’d be coming back or if she’d be back for it at all–but it had always loved… Read more “What’s more certain than the love of a dog?”
I’ve stopped anticipating movie marathons together or you going home to me.
I’ve stopped dreaming of spending more time with you.
I’ve stopped including you in my travel wishlist.
I’ve stopped craving for our next pig-out.
I’ve stopped waiting for that huge teddy bear you promised, or that ice cream.
It’s been a while since the last time we did everything.
The young apple blossoms hesitate to bloom as they pretend heedless to the luring whispers of the early morning breeze. Mark has been watching, listening to the… Read more “Blossom”
It is plainly painted with cream. Its bristled roughness and sharp edges show an appearance of toughness yet its slenderness gives away its vulnerability. The surface, lined… Read more “The Door and Out”