inspired by an overheard conversation,describing a relationship that had turn...
Some pictures and words to go with them
A World Trade Center volunteer looks back at two extraordinary weeks. Compani...
died it did
fate or something like it
After a cup of strong coffee; some revisions
"Are you there … Let me know” – “Social Media” has redefined what we mean by ...
A small song for a sad season.
I loathe insomnia. And writer's block.
This was written, surprisingly, at 3am.
A scene of magic captured in a photograph, with a feeble attempt at matching ...
Not really sure...
Go ahead, stick your fingers RIGHT IN HERE.
another old one ,written about my sister's breakup with her first love
Wooden writing if I ever saw it, knot OK
A scene from the end, an unfortunate plight for some.
Poetry, Carolann Dowsett, darkness, light, time, mysteries
Turns out, good ghouls DO
My Phlebotomist Makes a Point.
Thoughts brought to mind by noticing that people wave at trains even when the...
The trouble with Harry's life is that it taught me an unexpected, yet poignan...
The clash of wild approaching night with fenced in backyards...
Finding Light, by Northern California author and photographer Hyla Molander, ...
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