There are scraps of paper scattered all over the place. Reminders. Milk and cabbage, use the word ‘vespertine,’ pay electric bill, water dog & walk plants, (a personal favorite) and one in your…
Some days I notice angels everywhere, light glancing through windows, flying through the glass as if through air. A human ear shaped like a wing, curiously curving to admit the flare of sound, hint…
Sunlight dapples the kitchen wallglazes the floorboards in the hallcasts flickering shadows where it fallsplays in quivering pools of light.It’s summer I can tell,with no other clue,for winter ligh…
Sleeping in Grandmother Wolfe’s House by Anne M. Doe Overstreet
Buried here in sheets in this darkened room, sometimes time sits heavy on the soul. Some evenings with a last over-the-shudder look out the window, Red finds herself receding further, further back,…
April, pride of woodland ways, Of glad days, April, bringing hope of prime, To the young flowers that beneath Their bud sheath Are guarded in their tender time; April, pride of fields that be Green…