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There’s something magic about Nothing. No sound. No light. Create the world around you. Something broke inside..

Remember those words we said as holding hands and professing lovelovelove? We really did a number on each other didn’t we? ..

Humble habits climbing up stone-way stair-ways (airwaves) falling and balling, Tumble, trumble and fell, living fear here in he..

A Micro-Fiction Story

It is now summertime in my part of the world, and I need a new summertime art project and activity: two books, one of poems, one of short stories.

From the roof of a building, you can see a lot of things, but also very little. The distance is vast, and there! There is the skyli..

Wow, my words are bitter, aren’t they? The more I retrace my stepsAnd take a look, I notice. There used to be magic h..

Elephants. I like them. Even though they are so so big! Bigger than I am, bigger than Ma and Pa and me and Sister and Brother all put together..

Fold them up like side- ways bulletscrumbled forward sidewaysbackYou don't have to pretend anymore.Pretend to understandUnknowingly you know that..

Story One. Taller.