Photograph

2014

The photo had sat on the windowsill for the last twenty years. It had borne the sun’s ultraviolet tentacles until they sucked the ink from each pore. The image was that of the first child, a promise of greatness and potential to be cultivated.

Sidewalk Poetry: Untitled

2014

It is not carelessness...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

Cold

2014

The midnight sky is bright with the light of new snow. Rooftops have gone missing...