“Fleeting Whisper”

Our democracy is a delicate thing and we watched it get tested like never before this week. I hope to never see something like that happen in the United States again and while processing it, I turned to writing, like I do in most instances. My musings led to the following: *** A single tear.Continue reading ““Fleeting Whisper””

“Ghosts”

It is amazing how a walk through a particular location can inspire a story. Just a few days ago, I visited Fort Pickens in Florida and was struck by this fortress. Touching the walls, I kept thinking of what must have been felt and experienced here over the years, leading to my mental wheels spinningContinue reading ““Ghosts””

“The Dancer”

Every chance I get, I dance  Swaying to and fro to the sounds of my own music My hips pop, crackling like kindled tinder But first, I need a light  I wait patiently for it  A user not a beggar, accepting whatever offering comes my way Once I’m warmed up, I sway There is aContinue reading ““The Dancer””