Hope
Beams of dawn-like fingersgrabbing for a new dayshatter the nightover the hidden...
Musings
Calling Nana – a skit
Man picks up a prison pay phone – hits numbers. Moments pass as a phone...
Lucid Dreams Pt 2
A week or so later, I was amidst another dream. However this time, my lucidity came...
Lucid Dreams Pt. 1
The dream started in abstract fashion, as dreams are so readily able to do. You...
The lucky ones
Gratitude in the face of death, disease, powerlessness and isolation.
My dad is gone
I was walking through the rain when one of the guys told an off-color joke. It was...