“the winds”
I walked out of the building tonight about 7 pm. The wind was fresh and alive. The air was soft and room temperature. I felt like I was surrounded by air. It was delightful....
Daily Archive: May 12, 2015
“the wisdoms…”
the wisdoms of the universes in a single string of letters A record of the 2013 International Pwoermd Writing Month I beliving in anthologies.
“the nest”
My sense of home has been challenged these past few days, working on getting my parents’ house ready to sell. I lived there six years from 7th grade through high school, and then summers...